An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... wind and the rain ; A foolish thing was but a toy , For the rain it raineth every day . But when I came to man's estate , With hey , ho , the wind and the rain ; ' Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gates , For the rain it raineth ...
... wind and the rain ; A foolish thing was but a toy , For the rain it raineth every day . But when I came to man's estate , With hey , ho , the wind and the rain ; ' Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gates , For the rain it raineth ...
Page 675
... wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek- There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf , the last of its clan , That dances as often as dance it can ...
... wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek- There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf , the last of its clan , That dances as often as dance it can ...
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... winds of ages Blow through me and cease , The war - wind that rages , The spring - wind of peace , 120 Ere the breath of them roughens my tresses , ere one of my blossoms increase . All sounds of all changes , All shadows and lights On ...
... winds of ages Blow through me and cease , The war - wind that rages , The spring - wind of peace , 120 Ere the breath of them roughens my tresses , ere one of my blossoms increase . All sounds of all changes , All shadows and lights On ...
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