The Juvenile Wreath. By the Author of the Flowers of the Forest, Etc. [i.e. Margaret Graves Derenzy.] |
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Margaret Graves DERENZY. 10 THE CHESNUT SO HIGH . Robin , when the night comes on , Then I know thou'lt think of me , Then thou'lt sing thy mournful song , Perch'd on yonder aspen tree , And thou'lt wish thou hadst not flown From thy ...
Margaret Graves DERENZY. 10 THE CHESNUT SO HIGH . Robin , when the night comes on , Then I know thou'lt think of me , Then thou'lt sing thy mournful song , Perch'd on yonder aspen tree , And thou'lt wish thou hadst not flown From thy ...
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... night came on ; and now The storm blew fierce and loud ; And now the blood - red moon was seen All cross'd with many a cloud . And now the raven wildly scream'd ; And now the tempest swell Swept o'er the trees in Weller's Wood , And mov ...
... night came on ; and now The storm blew fierce and loud ; And now the blood - red moon was seen All cross'd with many a cloud . And now the raven wildly scream'd ; And now the tempest swell Swept o'er the trees in Weller's Wood , And mov ...
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... And tell why this poor babe should be The hero of my tale . One night , ' twas in November last , - I think ' bout two o'clock , A murderer to Lord Stratford's came , And at the door did knock . The butler had not gone to bed , So to.
... And tell why this poor babe should be The hero of my tale . One night , ' twas in November last , - I think ' bout two o'clock , A murderer to Lord Stratford's came , And at the door did knock . The butler had not gone to bed , So to.
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... and Scotland all over , Then sit down again , for your search will be vain , Because you can never , no , never , discover A sister like mine , my own sweet sister Jane ! Last night I got into a sad fit of crying Sister Jane.
... and Scotland all over , Then sit down again , for your search will be vain , Because you can never , no , never , discover A sister like mine , my own sweet sister Jane ! Last night I got into a sad fit of crying Sister Jane.
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Margaret Graves DERENZY. Last night I got into a sad fit of crying , I felt all so sick , and my head throbb'd with pain , I thought , ' pon my word , now , I thought I was dying , And so , I am certain , did sweet sister Jane . For up ...
Margaret Graves DERENZY. Last night I got into a sad fit of crying , I felt all so sick , and my head throbb'd with pain , I thought , ' pon my word , now , I thought I was dying , And so , I am certain , did sweet sister Jane . For up ...
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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.