The Juvenile Wreath. By the Author of the Flowers of the Forest, Etc. [i.e. Margaret Graves Derenzy.] |
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... gone ! No , Janette , I cannot play : Robin Redbreast , thou art flown O'er the woodlands far away ! O my pretty little pet ! Don't you pity me , Janette ? O ! I lov'd this little bird In my very very heart ! And I thought , upon my ...
... gone ! No , Janette , I cannot play : Robin Redbreast , thou art flown O'er the woodlands far away ! O my pretty little pet ! Don't you pity me , Janette ? O ! I lov'd this little bird In my very very heart ! And I thought , upon my ...
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... gone , Then thou'lt think of slighted John . Robin , when thy little ones , Freezing , fall from off the tree , Lying on the cold hard stones , Then thou'lt vainly think of me , And thou'lt lift thy little eye Towards the wild and ...
... gone , Then thou'lt think of slighted John . Robin , when thy little ones , Freezing , fall from off the tree , Lying on the cold hard stones , Then thou'lt vainly think of me , And thou'lt lift thy little eye Towards the wild and ...
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... gone but half a mile , When quickly to the castle - gates Up comes a murderer vile ! And now , my readers , let us stop , This mystery to reveal , And tell why this poor babe should be The hero of my tale . One night , ' twas in ...
... gone but half a mile , When quickly to the castle - gates Up comes a murderer vile ! And now , my readers , let us stop , This mystery to reveal , And tell why this poor babe should be The hero of my tale . One night , ' twas in ...
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Margaret Graves DERENZY. The butler had not gone to bed , So to the hall he flew ; But , just as he had op'd the door , The ruffian shot him through . And then he rush'd into the house , And darted up the stairs : Lord Stratford seiz'd a ...
Margaret Graves DERENZY. The butler had not gone to bed , So to the hall he flew ; But , just as he had op'd the door , The ruffian shot him through . And then he rush'd into the house , And darted up the stairs : Lord Stratford seiz'd a ...
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... gone ; Little lady , I am cold , Scarcely can I move along : Prithee , little lady , turn , Guide me o'er the heathy bourn . Once I was a blithsome swain , Full of youthful mirth and glee ; 22 LITTLE LADY . No one in the village train ...
... gone ; Little lady , I am cold , Scarcely can I move along : Prithee , little lady , turn , Guide me o'er the heathy bourn . Once I was a blithsome swain , Full of youthful mirth and glee ; 22 LITTLE LADY . No one in the village train ...
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Abbey of Clomines babe baby beam beautiful boughs bourn BOWER chesnut so high cold cover'd dark dear little wren dear mamma drown'd Ellen extra boards eyes flew float flowers gay little glee green hark heart Houlston Julia larch leafy leave little Arthur little bee little bird little boat Little lady LITTLE MILL little pet liv'd look'd Lord Stratford LOVELY CHILD Lucy moon morning mother mountain NAIN Nanette never nice old crab OLD HAG old Peter papa perch'd poor Josephine pray pretty rosary Price 6d quick raven Robin Redbreast rock round shade shriek'd sigh sing a sweet song soon stop stream Summer sunbeams Susan swan sweet little sweet sister Jane tamborine tear tell tempest thee thou willow tree Thou wilt thrush thy little tol de rol Tommy's coo trip Twas Twill Twould wave Winter witness'd woodlands yonder
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Page 83 - Now when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow; and much people of the city was with her. "And when the Lord saw her, he had compassion on her, and said unto her, 'Weep not.