English Romantic PoetsJames Stephens, Edwin Long Beck, Royall Henderson Snow |
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... Betty Foy ? Why are you in this mighty fret ? And why on horseback have you set Him whom you love , your Idiot Boy ? Scarcely a soul is out of bed ; Good Betty , put him down again ; His lips with joy they burr at you ; But , Betty ...
... Betty Foy ? Why are you in this mighty fret ? And why on horseback have you set Him whom you love , your Idiot Boy ? Scarcely a soul is out of bed ; Good Betty , put him down again ; His lips with joy they burr at you ; But , Betty ...
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... Betty's heart ! He's at the guide - post - he turns right ; She watches till he's out of sight , And Betty will not then depart . Burr , burr - now Johnny's lips they burr , As loud as any mill , or near it ; Meek as a lamb the Pony ...
... Betty's heart ! He's at the guide - post - he turns right ; She watches till he's out of sight , And Betty will not then depart . Burr , burr - now Johnny's lips they burr , As loud as any mill , or near it ; Meek as a lamb the Pony ...
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... Betty Foy ! She's coming from among the trees , And now all full in view she sees Him whom she loves , her Idiot Boy . And Betty sees the Pony too : Why stand you thus , good Betty Foy ? It is no goblin , ' tis no ghost , ' Tis he whom ...
... Betty Foy ! She's coming from among the trees , And now all full in view she sees Him whom she loves , her Idiot Boy . And Betty sees the Pony too : Why stand you thus , good Betty Foy ? It is no goblin , ' tis no ghost , ' Tis he whom ...
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WILLIAM WORDSWORTH 17701850 | 1 |
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Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey | 24 |
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