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Էջ 68
Shy as a leveret , swift as he , Straight and slight as a young larch tree , Sweet as the first wild violets , she , To her wild self . But what to me ? The short days shorten and the oaks are brown , The blue smoke rises to the low ...
Shy as a leveret , swift as he , Straight and slight as a young larch tree , Sweet as the first wild violets , she , To her wild self . But what to me ? The short days shorten and the oaks are brown , The blue smoke rises to the low ...
Էջ 121
I met a lady in the meads , Full beautiful -- a faery's child , Her hair was long , her foot was light , And her eyes were wild . a I made a garland for her head , And bracelets too , and fragrant zone ; She look'd at me as she did love ...
I met a lady in the meads , Full beautiful -- a faery's child , Her hair was long , her foot was light , And her eyes were wild . a I made a garland for her head , And bracelets too , and fragrant zone ; She look'd at me as she did love ...
Էջ 122
She took me to her elfin grot , And there she wept and sigh'd full sore , And there I shut her wild , wild eyes With kisses four . And there she lulled me asleep , And there I dream'd - ah ! woe betide ! The latest dream I ever dream'd ...
She took me to her elfin grot , And there she wept and sigh'd full sore , And there I shut her wild , wild eyes With kisses four . And there she lulled me asleep , And there I dream'd - ah ! woe betide ! The latest dream I ever dream'd ...
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