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  1. Há 4 dias · The fiddler knows what's brewing. To the lilt of his lyric wiles: The fiddler knows what rueing. Will come of this night 's smiles! He sees couples join them for dancing, And afterwards joining for life, He sees them pay high for their prancing. By a welter of wedded strife. He twangs: " Music hails from the devil,

  2. 24 de mai. de 2024 · The Caged Goldfinch. That jailed a goldfinch. All was silence save. Its hops from stage to stage. No one knew anything. Within a churchyard, on a recent grave, I saw a little cage That jailed a goldfinch. All was silence save Its hops from stage to stage. There was inquir.

  3. 12 de mai. de 2024 · Paying Calls. And called upon some friends. The oldest friends of all. I found them all at home. But they spoke not to me. I went by footpath and by stile Beyond where bustle ends, Strayed here a mile and there a mile And called upon some friends. On certain ones I had not s.

  4. Há 2 dias · In a land that's far away, Or he may be idly plighting. Some foreign hussy gay; Or perhaps his bones are whiting. In the wind to their decay! . . . Ah! - does he mind him how. The girls he saw that day. On the bridge, were sitting singing. At the time of curfew-ringing,

  5. 19 de mai. de 2024 · Ivy-spun halters choke. Elms stout and tall. Touches from ash, O wych, Sting you like scorn! You, too, brave hollies, twitch. Sidelong from thorn. Even the rank poplars bear. Illy a rival-s air, Cankering in black despair.

  6. Há 5 dias · WHEN you shall see me lined by tool of Time, My lauded beauties carried off from me, My eyes no longer stars as in their prime, My name forgot of Maiden Fair and Free; When in your being heart concedes to mind, And judgment, though you scarce its process know, Recalls the excellencies I once enshrined, And you are irked that they have withered so:

  7. Há 6 dias · The dance it is a great thing, A great thing to me, With candles lit and partners fit. For night - long revelry; And going home when day-dawning. Peeps pale upon the lea: O dancing is a great thing, A great thing to me! Love is, yea, a great thing,