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I love to rise in a summer morn When the birds sing on every tree ; The distant huntsman winds his horn , And the skylark sings with me . O ! what sweet company . I THE CHILSWELL BOOK OF ENGLISH POETRY ... Hunting Song.
I love to rise in a summer morn When the birds sing on every tree ; The distant huntsman winds his horn , And the skylark sings with me . O ! what sweet company . I THE CHILSWELL BOOK OF ENGLISH POETRY ... Hunting Song.
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... . Round the laps of their mothers Many sisters and brothers , Like birds in their nest , Are ready for rest , And sport no more seen On the darkening Green . Blake . 5 UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with 8.
... . Round the laps of their mothers Many sisters and brothers , Like birds in their nest , Are ready for rest , And sport no more seen On the darkening Green . Blake . 5 UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with 8.
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5 UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me , And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat --- Come ... trees And the mountain tops that freeze Bow themselves when he did sing : To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung ...
5 UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me , And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat --- Come ... trees And the mountain tops that freeze Bow themselves when he did sing : To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung ...
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... trees- Alone with her great family She lived as she did please . IV No breakfast had she many a morn , No dinner many a noon , And ' stead of supper she would stare Full hard against the Moon . But every morn of Woodbine fresh She made ...
... trees- Alone with her great family She lived as she did please . IV No breakfast had she many a morn , No dinner many a noon , And ' stead of supper she would stare Full hard against the Moon . But every morn of Woodbine fresh She made ...
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... , Silencing the bird on tree , Biting the blue finger . White as meal the frosty field- Warm the fireside haven- Not to autumn will I yield , Not to winter even ! lave ] remainder . Burns . 19 Let the blow fall soon or late , Let 11.
... , Silencing the bird on tree , Biting the blue finger . White as meal the frosty field- Warm the fireside haven- Not to autumn will I yield , Not to winter even ! lave ] remainder . Burns . 19 Let the blow fall soon or late , Let 11.
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A. E. Housman auld auld lang syne beauty beneath birds blow breath bright Burns calm Cassius cloud cold dark dead dear death deep delight doth dread dream earth echoing Green eyes fair Farewell flowers glory grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry Newbolt hill John Anderson king Kirconnell land Laurence Binyon leaves light live lonely Lord loud Lycidas maun Milton mist moon morning never night o'er pain pale peace Plymouth Hoe poem QUINQUEREME rest Ring round seem'd Shakespeare Shelley ship shore silent sing sleep song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stanza stars stream sweet syne tears thee thine things thou art thought tree True Thomas Twas voice W. B. Yeats W. H. Davies waves weary wild wind wings woods youth