The Vagabonds (John Townsend Trowbridge Poems)
WE are two travellers, Roger and I. Roger 's my dog.-Come here, you scamp!Jump for the gentlemen,-mind your eye! Over the table,-look ...
WE are two travellers, Roger and I. Roger 's my dog.-Come here, you scamp!Jump for the gentlemen,-mind your eye! Over the table,-look ...
Wall, no! I can't tell whar he lives, Becase he don't live, you see;Leastways, he's got out of the habit Of livin' ...
MY father left a park to me, But it is wild and barren, A garden too with scarce ...
Bill o' Sheepsheawter's;Robin o'th DreeRondle o' Scouter'sTwilter, an' me;We made Mally Grime'sOwd kitchen roof ring,One merry yule-time,When met for to ...
Some on the pleasant hillside have thought they saw thee pass, As flings a cloud before the sun a shadow ...
Rose Red's hair is brown as fur and shines in firelight as she prepares supper of honey and apples, curds ...
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
MY father left a park to me, But it is wild and barren, A garden too with scarce a tree, ...
SELL me a violin, mister, of old mysterious wood. Sell me a fiddle that has kissed dark nights on the ...
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