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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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Best Remembered Poems

Martin Gardner - 1992 - 210 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...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 moon...
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The Children's Own Longfellow: Illustrated

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 2001 - 96 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...South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed to the Spanish Main, "I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I tear a hurricane. "Last night, the moon...
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The New Anthology of American Poetry: Traditions and Revolutions, Beginnings ...

Steven Gould Axelrod, Camille Roman, Thomas J. Travisano - 2003 - 736 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...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. 2. Orestes, according...
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Street Verse: 80 New Poems for Befuddled Investors

Michael Silverstein - 2003 - 132 страници
...brings to this work. It's a description of the captain's daughter: 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. 'Ope? Yes, ope. I don't make up this stuff. I just use it as a basis of satirical market commentary....




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