Select British Poets: Containing the Works of Goldsmith, Thomson, Gray, Young, and Cowper, with an Account of Their Lives and Writings |
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And in that town a dog was found , As many dogs there be , Both mongrel , puppy , whelp , and hound , And curs of low degree . This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique žegan , The dog , to gain his private ends ...
And in that town a dog was found , As many dogs there be , Both mongrel , puppy , whelp , and hound , And curs of low degree . This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique žegan , The dog , to gain his private ends ...
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Page 235 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about, On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! Here's the house!" They all at once did cry ; "The dinner waits and we are tired.
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| Title | Select British Poets: Containing the Works of Goldsmith, Thomson, Gray, Young, and Cowper, with an Account of Their Lives and Writings |
| Author | Thomas F. Walker |
| Publisher | J. M'Baldry & Company, 1830 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 16 Feb 2008 |
| Length | 240 pages |
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