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Page 1963
One of his eyes was bottle - green , And the other eye was out , my dear ; And the calves of his wicked - looking legs Were more than two feet about , my dear . Oh , the great big Irishman , The rattling , battling IrishmanThe stamping ...
One of his eyes was bottle - green , And the other eye was out , my dear ; And the calves of his wicked - looking legs Were more than two feet about , my dear . Oh , the great big Irishman , The rattling , battling IrishmanThe stamping ...
Page 2015
... to his little wing ; he chirketh lustily ; But when I see sweet Alison , the words begin to fail ; I wot that I shall die of Love -an I die not of Ale . Her lips are like the muscadel ; her brows are black as ink ; Her eyes are ...
... to his little wing ; he chirketh lustily ; But when I see sweet Alison , the words begin to fail ; I wot that I shall die of Love -an I die not of Ale . Her lips are like the muscadel ; her brows are black as ink ; Her eyes are ...
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The wound it seemed both sore and sad To every Christian eye : And while they swore the dog was mad , They swore the man would die . But soon a wonder came to light , That showed the rogues they lied : The man recovered of the bite ...
The wound it seemed both sore and sad To every Christian eye : And while they swore the dog was mad , They swore the man would die . But soon a wonder came to light , That showed the rogues they lied : The man recovered of the bite ...
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Sunshine in his heart , the rain would come full often Out of those tender eyes which evermore did soften ; He never could look cold , till we saw him in his coffin : Make a mound with sunshine on it , Where the wind may sigh upon it ...
Sunshine in his heart , the rain would come full often Out of those tender eyes which evermore did soften ; He never could look cold , till we saw him in his coffin : Make a mound with sunshine on it , Where the wind may sigh upon it ...
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We may clasp their hands in ours , And catch the light of their clearer eyes , And wreathe their brows with immortal flowers . Wherever a noble deed is done , ' Tis the pulse of a hero's heart is stirred ; Wherever Right has a triumph ...
We may clasp their hands in ours , And catch the light of their clearer eyes , And wreathe their brows with immortal flowers . Wherever a noble deed is done , ' Tis the pulse of a hero's heart is stirred ; Wherever Right has a triumph ...
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| Title | The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918, Volume 2 The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918, Burton Egbert Stevenson |
| Author | Burton Egbert Stevenson |
| Compiled by | Burton Egbert Stevenson |
| Edition | 3 |
| Publisher | H. Holt, 1918 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 16 Aug 2007 |
| Length | 4009 pages |
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