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... Hand which it spitefully hid ; I is the Ice which the fair one demanded : J is the Juvenile , who hurried to hand it : K is the Kerchief , a rare work of art : L is the Lace which composed the chief part : M is the old Maid who watched ...
... Hand which it spitefully hid ; I is the Ice which the fair one demanded : J is the Juvenile , who hurried to hand it : K is the Kerchief , a rare work of art : L is the Lace which composed the chief part : M is the old Maid who watched ...
Page 152
... hand in hand , Lead him to death and make him understand After a search so painful and so long , That all his life he has been in the wrong . Huddled in dirt [ the ] reas'ning engine lies Who was so proud , so witty , and so wise ...
... hand in hand , Lead him to death and make him understand After a search so painful and so long , That all his life he has been in the wrong . Huddled in dirt [ the ] reas'ning engine lies Who was so proud , so witty , and so wise ...
Page 252
... hands in his bosom a - beating his drum . Sat down on a hot and cold frozen stone , Ten thousand stood round me yet I was alone . Took my heart in my hand to keep my head warm . Ten thousand got drowned that never were born . Anonymous ...
... hands in his bosom a - beating his drum . Sat down on a hot and cold frozen stone , Ten thousand stood round me yet I was alone . Took my heart in my hand to keep my head warm . Ten thousand got drowned that never were born . Anonymous ...
Contents
Went to the Road That Lies | 16 |
Editors Preface | 19 |
Paul Engle | 35 |
Copyright | |
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Common terms and phrases
Akond of Swat Alexander Pope Anonymous beauty bird blood blue boys cried D. H. Lawrence dark dead Dean death doth drink dull e. e. cummings Edward Lear Elynour eyes Festel to Fose Frankie give grave Harry Graham hate head heart heigh-ho John Henry John the Red Johnny kind kiss lady Lawd lemmings live look Lord Lyke Malder merry Milder to Malder mind Montana Moscow ne'er never night numbers o'er Ogden Nash pleasant poem poet poor praise Red Nose reply rhyme Samuel Hoffenstein says Festel says John says Milder Sieve sing Sir W. S. Gilbert Song soul steam drill sweet Tell thee There's theyr things thou thought turn verse W. H. Auden Who's the fool Winthrop Palmer wise wish words write wrong young