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It shall call to singing seamen till the fount o ' song is dry ! X So we thought we'd up and seek it , but that forest fair defied us , — First a crimson leopard laughed at us most horrible to see , Then a sea - green lion came and ...
It shall call to singing seamen till the fount o ' song is dry ! X So we thought we'd up and seek it , but that forest fair defied us , — First a crimson leopard laughed at us most horrible to see , Then a sea - green lion came and ...
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Sing the new year in under the blue . Last year you sang it as gladly . ... And the brown thrush keeps singing , " A nest do you see , And five eggs , hid by me in the juniper tree ? Don't neddle ! don't touch ! little girl ...
Sing the new year in under the blue . Last year you sang it as gladly . ... And the brown thrush keeps singing , " A nest do you see , And five eggs , hid by me in the juniper tree ? Don't neddle ! don't touch ! little girl ...
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I HEAR AMERICA SINGING 4 Walt Whitman ( 1819-1892 ) I hear America singing , the varied carols I hear , Those of mechanics , each one singing his , as it should be , blithe and strong , The day what belongs to the day — at night the ...
I HEAR AMERICA SINGING 4 Walt Whitman ( 1819-1892 ) I hear America singing , the varied carols I hear , Those of mechanics , each one singing his , as it should be , blithe and strong , The day what belongs to the day — at night the ...
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