The Cambridge Book of Poetry for ChildrenKenneth Grahame University Press, 1962 - 235 pages |
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Kenneth Grahame. Evening and morn the Thirty Have turned the verses o'er , Traced from the right on linen white By mighty Seers of yore . And with one voice the Thirty Have their glad answer given : " Go forth , go forth , Lars Porsena ...
Kenneth Grahame. Evening and morn the Thirty Have turned the verses o'er , Traced from the right on linen white By mighty Seers of yore . And with one voice the Thirty Have their glad answer given : " Go forth , go forth , Lars Porsena ...
Page 102
... turned the blow : The blow , though turned , came yet too nigh ; It missed his helm , but gashed his thigh : The Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow . He reeled , and on Herminius He leaned one breathing - space ; Then ...
... turned the blow : The blow , though turned , came yet too nigh ; It missed his helm , but gashed his thigh : The Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow . He reeled , and on Herminius He leaned one breathing - space ; Then ...
Page 105
... turned back in dread : And , white with fear and hatred , Scowled at the narrow way Where , wallowing in a pool of blood , The bravest Tuscans lay . But meanwhile axe and lever Have manfully been plied ; And now the bridge hangs ...
... turned back in dread : And , white with fear and hatred , Scowled at the narrow way Where , wallowing in a pool of blood , The bravest Tuscans lay . But meanwhile axe and lever Have manfully been plied ; And now the bridge hangs ...
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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