The Cambridge Book of Poetry for ChildrenKenneth Grahame University Press, 1962 - 235 pages |
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Page 144
... sailed we ; She had golden trucks that shone like flame , On the bonny coasts of Barbary . " Masthead , masthead , " the captains hail , Blow high , blow low , and so sailed we ; " Look out and round , d'ye see a sail ? ” On the bonny ...
... sailed we ; She had golden trucks that shone like flame , On the bonny coasts of Barbary . " Masthead , masthead , " the captains hail , Blow high , blow low , and so sailed we ; " Look out and round , d'ye see a sail ? ” On the bonny ...
Page 145
... sailed we ; " I will rummage through your after hold , " On the bonny coasts of Barbary . The grumbling guns they flashed and roared , Blow high , blow low , and so sailed we ; Till the pirate's masts went overboard , On the bonny ...
... sailed we ; " I will rummage through your after hold , " On the bonny coasts of Barbary . The grumbling guns they flashed and roared , Blow high , blow low , and so sailed we ; Till the pirate's masts went overboard , On the bonny ...
Page 146
... sailed we ; And drink a bowl to the Salcombe ship , On the bonny coasts of Barbary . And drink a bowl to the lad of fame , Blow high , blow low , and so sailed we ; Who put the pirate ship to shame , On the bonny coasts of Barbary ...
... sailed we ; And drink a bowl to the Salcombe ship , On the bonny coasts of Barbary . And drink a bowl to the lad of fame , Blow high , blow low , and so sailed we ; Who put the pirate ship to shame , On the bonny coasts of Barbary ...
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A. A. MILNE Avès baby bells birds Blow high blow low Blynken bonny coasts bower brave bright Camelot cloud Clusium coasts of Barbary cried dance dead dear deep doth dream earth Echo eyes fairy father ferry float flowers gleam glory green hand Hark hath hear heard heart heaven hill Horatius JOAQUIN MILLER KENNETH GRAHAME Kilmeny King ladies gay Lady of Shalott land Lars Porsena laugh light Little lamb Lochinvar look look'd LORD TENNYSON loud lulla maids merry moon morning never night o'er pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY poem Ring river ROBERT HERRICK Robin Rome rose round sailed Samian wine silent silver sing sleep smile snow song soul sound spake stars steed stood stream sweet sword thee thou Tournament towers town tree voice W. H. DAVIES waves wild WILLIAM BLAKE wind wood Wynken