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" Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South. Then... "
Poems. New, complete ed - Страница 145
по Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1861
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Songs of Nature

1873 - 296 страници
...the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...thee, put into yonder port ; For I fear a hurricane. " Last night the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see ! " The skipper he blew a whiff...

The new hand-book of elocution

George Walter Baynham - 1873 - 344 страници
...the skipper had taken his little daughter To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last night, the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see !" The skipper, he blew a whiff...

Voices of the night. Ballads & other poems. Poems on slavery. The Spanish ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1873 - 324 страници
...daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was...South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed to the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last night, the...

The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Томове 1–2

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1873 - 632 страници
...daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was...smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old Sailbr, Had sailed to the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane....

Pigeon Cove and Vicinity

Henry C. Leonard - 1873 - 216 страници
...the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm With his pipe in his mouth, And watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke, now west, now south....

New code progressive reader [ed. by J. Ridgway]. First (-Sixth) standard

James Ridgway - 1873 - 182 страници
...skipper had taken his daughter To bear him company. Blue were her eyes, as the fairy flax, Her cheek like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn...month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, With his pipe in his mouth; And watching how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now west, now south....

Major's home lesson books. 6 standards, Том 6

Henry Major - 1873 - 56 страници
...the skipper had taken his little daughter To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy -flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...as the hawthorn buds That ope in the month of May. Th- Reduce :— 87. — 5J of 3r. 27p. to the fraction of an acre ; 4f of 7c.ft. 1,428 c.in. to the...

The Midland readers and home lesson books, Книга 5

Henry Major - 1873 - 168 страници
...the skipper had taken his little daughter To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...as the hawthorn buds That ope in the month of May. Tho skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, Arid he watched how the veering flaw...

Poems, songs and ballads of the sea, compiled and arranged by C. Bruce, Брой 631

Charles Bruce (writer of tales) - 1874 - 582 страници
...the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last night the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see ! " The skipper, he blew a whiff...

The model elocutionist, by A. Comstock and J.A. Mair

Andrew Comstock - 1874 - 286 страници
...the skipper had taken his little daughter To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white...thee put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last night the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see ! " The skipper he blew a whiff...




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