The Pocket Book of Story PoemsLouis Untermeyer |
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... morning - mist , ye know where his pickets are . At dusk he harries the Abazai - at dawn he is into Bonair , But he must go by Fort Bukloh to his own place to fare , So if ye gallop to Fort Bukloh as fast as a bird can fly , By the ...
... morning - mist , ye know where his pickets are . At dusk he harries the Abazai - at dawn he is into Bonair , But he must go by Fort Bukloh to his own place to fare , So if ye gallop to Fort Bukloh as fast as a bird can fly , By the ...
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... morning at ten of the clock To Edinburgh gone was he ; And with him all of his eight score men— A goodly sight for to see ! When Johnnie came before the king He sank down on his knee ; " O pardon , my sovereign liege , " he cried ...
... morning at ten of the clock To Edinburgh gone was he ; And with him all of his eight score men— A goodly sight for to see ! When Johnnie came before the king He sank down on his knee ; " O pardon , my sovereign liege , " he cried ...
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... morning ? " " Graveyard , Sally Anne . Up by the trace in the salt lick meadows Where Taulbe kilt my man . " " Taulbe ain't to home this morning . I can't scratch up a light : Dampness gets on the heads of the matches ; But I'll blow up ...
... morning ? " " Graveyard , Sally Anne . Up by the trace in the salt lick meadows Where Taulbe kilt my man . " " Taulbe ain't to home this morning . I can't scratch up a light : Dampness gets on the heads of the matches ; But I'll blow up ...
Contents
Introduction Louis Untermeyer iii | 1 |
Ballad of East and West Rudyard Kipling 1695 | 9 |
Hervé Riel Robert Browning | 16 |
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