The Pocket Book of Story PoemsLouis Untermeyer |
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... Till he was aware of his father's mare in the gut of the Tongue of Jagai , Till he was aware of his father's mare with Kamal upon her back , And when he could spy the white of her eye , he made the pistol crack . He has fired once , he ...
... Till he was aware of his father's mare in the gut of the Tongue of Jagai , Till he was aware of his father's mare with Kamal upon her back , And when he could spy the white of her eye , he made the pistol crack . He has fired once , he ...
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... Till long toward dusk I seen a thing I couldn't believe for a spell ; That nigger - that Tim - was a crawlin ' to me Through that fireproof , gilt - edged hell ! The rebels seen him as quick as me , And the bullets buzzed like bees ...
... Till long toward dusk I seen a thing I couldn't believe for a spell ; That nigger - that Tim - was a crawlin ' to me Through that fireproof , gilt - edged hell ! The rebels seen him as quick as me , And the bullets buzzed like bees ...
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... till he is sick must fast till he is well ; The wooer who can flatter most will bear away the belle . " Let no man halloo he is safe till he is through the wood ; He who will not when he may , must tarry when he should ; He who laughs ...
... till he is sick must fast till he is well ; The wooer who can flatter most will bear away the belle . " Let no man halloo he is safe till he is through the wood ; He who will not when he may , must tarry when he should ; He who laughs ...
Contents
Introduction Louis Untermeyer iii | 1 |
Ballad of East and West Rudyard Kipling 1695 | 9 |
Hervé Riel Robert Browning | 16 |
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