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" Should not loiter in the glen In the haunts of goblin men. Do you not remember Jeanie, How she met them in the moonlight, Took their gifts both choice and many, Ate their fruits and wore their flowers 150 Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all... "
Goblin market, and other poems. With designs by D.G. Rossetti - Page 9
by Christina Georgina Rossetti - 1865
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Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 8

1863 - 532 pages
...ripens at all hours 1 But ever in the moonlight She pined and pined away ; Sought them by night anil day, Found them no more but dwindled and grew grey;...year ago That never blow. You should not loiter so.' " We tremble as we read the contrast, suddenly resulting, between the two golden-haired sisters : —...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 79

1863 - 652 pages
...Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours Î But ever in the moonlight She pined and piñal away ; Sought them by night and day, Found them no more but dwindled and grew gray ; Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no grass will grow Where she lies low : I planted...
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Household Friends for Every Season

James Thomas Fields - 1864 - 458 pages
...wore their flowers, Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours ? But ever in the moonlight She pined and pined away ; Sought them by night and day, Found them no more, but dwindled and grew gray ; Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no grass will grow Where she lies low : I planted...
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Household Friends for Every Season

1871 - 402 pages
...pined and pined away ; Sought them by night and day, Found them no more, but dwindled and grew gray ', Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no...You should not loiter so." " Nay, hush," said Laura : a Nay, hush, my sister : I ate and ate my fill, Yet my mouth waters still ; To-morrow night I will...
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Goblin Market, The Prince's Progress, and Other Poems

Christina Georgina Rossetti - 1875 - 314 pages
...many, Ate their fruits and wore their flowers Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours ? , But ever in the noonlight ;• She pined and pined...away; ' Sought them by night and day, Found them no more,but dwindled and grew grey : s Then fell with the first snow, j While to this day no grass will...
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Favorite Authors in Prose and Poetry

James Thomas Fields - 1884 - 988 pages
...wore their flowers, Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours ? But ever in the moonlight She pined and pined away ; Sought them by night and day, Found them no more, but dwindled and grew gray ; Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no grass will grow Where she lies low : drink...
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Poems, Volumes 1-2

Christina Georgina Rossetti - 1888 - 554 pages
...many, Ate their fruits and wore their flowers Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours? But ever in the noonlight She pined and pined away;...and day, Found them no more, but dwindled and grew gray; Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no grass will grow Where she lies low: I planted...
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Poems

Christina Georgina Rossetti - 1888 - 572 pages
...many, Ate their fruits and wore their flowers Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours ? But ever in the noonlight She pined and pined away;...and day, Found them no more, but dwindled and grew gray; Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no grass will grow Where she lies low : I planted...
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Poems

Christina Georgina Rossetti - 1891 - 482 pages
...many, Ate their fruits and wore their flowers Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours ? But ever in the noonlight She pined and pined away...night and day, Found them no more, but dwindled and grewgrey; Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no grass will grow Where she lies low :...
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Poems

Christina Georgina Rossetti - 1897 - 568 pages
...wore their flowers Plucked from bowers Where summer ripens at all hours ? But ever in the noon light She pined and pined away; Sought them by night and day, Found them no more, but dwindled and grew gray; Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no grass will grow Where she lies low: I planted...
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