Laurance – [Part 3] (Jean Ingelow Poems)
And after that, though oft he sought her door,He might not see her. First they said to him,"She is not ...
And after that, though oft he sought her door,He might not see her. First they said to him,"She is not ...
With cheeks that paled the rosy morn She bounded o'er the heather,And romped with us among the corn When we were kids ...
Yes, there it hangs upon the wall And never gives a sound,The hand that trimmed its greenhide fall Is hidden ...
The Hag is astride, This night for to ride, The devil and she together; Through thick and through thin, Now ...
The Honorable Ardleigh Wyse Was every fisherman's despair; He caught his fish on floating flies, In fact he caught them ...
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