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Go swinging to the play ; The breath of heath and furze , Their footmen run before
them , When breezes blow at morning , With a " Stand by ! Clear the way ! " Is
scarce so fresh as hers . But Phyllida , my Phyllida ! The ladies of St . She takes
her ...
Go swinging to the play ; The breath of heath and furze , Their footmen run before
them , When breezes blow at morning , With a " Stand by ! Clear the way ! " Is
scarce so fresh as hers . But Phyllida , my Phyllida ! The ladies of St . She takes
her ...
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WHEN Spring comes laughing By vale and hill , By wind - flower walking And
daffodil , — Sing stars of morning , Sing morning skies , Sing blue of speedwell ,
And my Love ' s eyes . " WHEN SPRING COMES LAUGHING . " When comes the
...
WHEN Spring comes laughing By vale and hill , By wind - flower walking And
daffodil , — Sing stars of morning , Sing morning skies , Sing blue of speedwell ,
And my Love ' s eyes . " WHEN SPRING COMES LAUGHING . " When comes the
...
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But the breeze of the morning blew , and found That the leaves of the blown Rose
strewed the ground ; And he came at noon , that Gardener old , And he raked
them softly under the mould . The Rose in the garden slipped her bud , And she ...
But the breeze of the morning blew , and found That the leaves of the blown Rose
strewed the ground ; And he came at noon , that Gardener old , And he raked
them softly under the mould . The Rose in the garden slipped her bud , And she ...
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Each morning that we met , I think One sentiment us two did link , Not joy , nor
sorrow ; And then at eve , experience - taught , Our hearts were lighter for the
thought ,We meet to - morrow ! And you were poor , so poor ! and why ? How kind
to ...
Each morning that we met , I think One sentiment us two did link , Not joy , nor
sorrow ; And then at eve , experience - taught , Our hearts were lighter for the
thought ,We meet to - morrow ! And you were poor , so poor ! and why ? How kind
to ...
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He wrote , too , in a quiet way , Small treatises , and smaller verses , And sage
remarks on chalk and clay , And hints to noble Lordsand nurses ; True histories of
last year ' s ghost , Lines to a ringlet or a turban , And trifles for the Morning Post ...
He wrote , too , in a quiet way , Small treatises , and smaller verses , And sage
remarks on chalk and clay , And hints to noble Lordsand nurses ; True histories of
last year ' s ghost , Lines to a ringlet or a turban , And trifles for the Morning Post ...
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Bibliographic information
| Title | Poems |
| Authors | Austin Dobson, Frederick Locker-Lampson, Winthrop Mackworth Praed |
| Illustrated by | Maud Humphrey |
| Publisher | Frederick A. Stokes, 1892 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 19 Feb 2008 |
| Length | 71 pages |
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