The Pocket Book of Story PoemsLouis Untermeyer Pocket books, Incorporated, 1945 - 386 pages |
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... tree . And after supper , on a bed , Upon my lap he laid his head : O the Earl was fair to see ! I kiss'd his eyelids into rest : His ruddy cheek upon my breast . The wind is raging in turret and tree . I hated him with the hate of hell ...
... tree . And after supper , on a bed , Upon my lap he laid his head : O the Earl was fair to see ! I kiss'd his eyelids into rest : His ruddy cheek upon my breast . The wind is raging in turret and tree . I hated him with the hate of hell ...
Page 275
... Tree Long by the willow - trees Vainly they sought her , Wild rang the mother's screams O'er the gray water : Where is my lovely one ? Where is my daughter ? " Rouse thee , Sir Constable- Rouse thee and look ; Fisherman , bring your net ...
... Tree Long by the willow - trees Vainly they sought her , Wild rang the mother's screams O'er the gray water : Where is my lovely one ? Where is my daughter ? " Rouse thee , Sir Constable- Rouse thee and look ; Fisherman , bring your net ...
Page 334
... tree ! " He kissed her lip : then - spur and whip ! And fast they fled across the lea . But vain the heel , and rowel steel , - For something leaped from the gallows - tree ! " Give me your cloak , your knightly cloak , That wrapped you ...
... tree ! " He kissed her lip : then - spur and whip ! And fast they fled across the lea . But vain the heel , and rowel steel , - For something leaped from the gallows - tree ! " Give me your cloak , your knightly cloak , That wrapped you ...
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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