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CLARA PLATT MEADOWCROFT I Night in the Green Hill SPENT a night in the Green Hill With high company : ' Twas Gwydion touched my brogans And silvered them for me . ' Twas Gwenhwyvar turned my woolsey To silk of gossamer : She took my ...
CLARA PLATT MEADOWCROFT I Night in the Green Hill SPENT a night in the Green Hill With high company : ' Twas Gwydion touched my brogans And silvered them for me . ' Twas Gwenhwyvar turned my woolsey To silk of gossamer : She took my ...
Page 785
... green trees are . Sometimes you see a hungry dog pass by , And there are always buzzards in the sky . Sometimes you hear the big cathedral bell , A blindman rings it ; and sometimes you hear A rumbling ox - cart that brings wood to sell ...
... green trees are . Sometimes you see a hungry dog pass by , And there are always buzzards in the sky . Sometimes you hear the big cathedral bell , A blindman rings it ; and sometimes you hear A rumbling ox - cart that brings wood to sell ...
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... green willow ; Her hand on her bosom , her head on her knee , Sing willow , willow , willow : The fresh streams ran by her , and murmured her moans ; Sing willow , willow , willow ; Her salt tears fell from her , and softened the stones ...
... green willow ; Her hand on her bosom , her head on her knee , Sing willow , willow , willow : The fresh streams ran by her , and murmured her moans ; Sing willow , willow , willow ; Her salt tears fell from her , and softened the stones ...
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