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" They stole little Bridget For seven years long; When she came down again Her friends were all gone. They took her lightly back, Between the night and morrow; They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever... "
Public School Methods - Page 191
1916
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The New monthly belle assemblée, Volume 35

...have kept her ever since Deep within the lakes, On a bed of flagon-leaves, Watching till she wakes. By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses bare,...For pleasure here and there. Is any man so daring To dig up one in spite, He shall find the thornies set In his bed at night. Up the airy mountain, Down...
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The Ladies' Repository, Volumes 33-34

Universalism - 1865
...friends were all gone ; They took her lightly buck, Between the night and morrow ; They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since, Deep within the lakes, On a bed of flag-leaves, Watching till she wakes. " By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses...
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Poems

William Allingham - 1850 - 196 pages
...have kept her ever since Deep within the lakes, On a bed of flagon-leaves, Watching till she wakes. By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses bare,...For pleasure here and there. Is any man so daring To dig up one in spite, He shall find the thornies set In his bed at night. Up the airy mountain, Down...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic

Beautiful poetry - 1853
...friends were all gone. They took her lightly back, Between the night and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since Deep within the lakes, On a bed of flagon-leaves, Watching till she wakes. By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses...
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Day and Night Songs

William Allingham - 1854 - 61 pages
...all gone. They took her lightly back, Between the night and morrow, THE FAIRIES. They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since Deep within the lakes, On a bed of flag-leaves, Watching till she wakes. By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses...
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Putnam's Monthly, Volume 8

1857
...lakes, Ou a bed of flag-leaves, Watching tiff she wakes. " By the craggy hill side. Through the mofees bare, They have planted thorn-trees For pleasure here and there. Is any man so daring To dig one up in spite, He shall find the thornius set In his bed at night " Up the airy mountain,...
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Putnam's Monthly, Volume 8

1857
...have kept her ever since I>ccp within the lakes, On a bed of flag-leaves, Watching till she wakes. " By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses bare, They have planted thorn-trees For pleasure hero and there. Is any man so daring To dig one up in spite, He shall find the thorniue set In his...
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Putnam's Monthly, Volume 8

1857
...friends were all gone. They took her lightly back, J or seven years long; When she came down again But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since Between the mght and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep, Deep within the lakes, On a bed...
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - 1860 - 288 pages
...friends were all gone. They took her lightly back, Between the night and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since Deep within the lakes, On a bed of flag-leaves, < Watching till she wakes. By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses...
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Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - Poetry - 1861 - 466 pages
...friends were all gone. They took her lightly back, Between the night and morrow ; They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since Deep within the lakes, On a bed of flag-leaves, Watching till she wakes. By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses...
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