Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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... WILD CHERRY - TREE . OH , there never was yet so fair a thing , By racing river or bubbling spring , Nothing that ever so gayly grew Up from the ground when the skies were blue , Nothing so brave , nothing so free As thou , my wild wild ...
... WILD CHERRY - TREE . OH , there never was yet so fair a thing , By racing river or bubbling spring , Nothing that ever so gayly grew Up from the ground when the skies were blue , Nothing so brave , nothing so free As thou , my wild wild ...
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... wild winter , Unfoldeth , and dies ! " Come forward , my young one , Ride on by my side : What , child , wilt thou quell The Castilian pride ? " Thus speaks the gay soldier , His heart in his smile , But his page blushes deep- Was it ...
... wild winter , Unfoldeth , and dies ! " Come forward , my young one , Ride on by my side : What , child , wilt thou quell The Castilian pride ? " Thus speaks the gay soldier , His heart in his smile , But his page blushes deep- Was it ...
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... wild and deep , By tangled brake and pendent steep , With weary foot I panting flew , Till my brow dropp'd with chilly dew . And now my soul , exhausted , dying , To my lip was faintly flying ; And now I thought the spark had fled ...
... wild and deep , By tangled brake and pendent steep , With weary foot I panting flew , Till my brow dropp'd with chilly dew . And now my soul , exhausted , dying , To my lip was faintly flying ; And now I thought the spark had fled ...
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