The Pocket Book of Story PoemsLouis Untermeyer Pocket books, Incorporated, 1945 - 386 pages |
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... gone and day was come And all men waked from sleep , Sweet William to his lady said , " Alas ! I have cause to weep . " " I dreamed a dream , my lady , A dream that bodes no good ; I dreamed our bower was full of red swine And our bride ...
... gone and day was come And all men waked from sleep , Sweet William to his lady said , " Alas ! I have cause to weep . " " I dreamed a dream , my lady , A dream that bodes no good ; I dreamed our bower was full of red swine And our bride ...
Page 83
... gone ! Yonder came smells of the gorse , so nutty , Gold - like and warm : it's the prime of May . Better than mortar , brick and putty , Is God's house on a blowing day . Lean me more up the mound ; now I feel it : All the old heath ...
... gone ! Yonder came smells of the gorse , so nutty , Gold - like and warm : it's the prime of May . Better than mortar , brick and putty , Is God's house on a blowing day . Lean me more up the mound ; now I feel it : All the old heath ...
Page 300
... gone upstairs ; mother was downstairs . I was a baby : I don't know where I was . MOTHER . The only fault my husband found with me- I went to sleep before I went to bed , Especially in winter when the bed Might just as well be ice and ...
... gone upstairs ; mother was downstairs . I was a baby : I don't know where I was . MOTHER . The only fault my husband found with me- I went to sleep before I went to bed , Especially in winter when the bed Might just as well be ice and ...
Contents
Introduction Louis Untermeyer iii | 1 |
Ballad of East and West Rudyard Kipling 1695 | 9 |
Hervé Riel Robert Browning | 16 |
Copyright | |
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