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第12页 - I REMEMBER. I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window, where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away...
第60页 - Do you ask what the birds say? The Sparrow, the Dove, The Linnet and Thrush say, "I love and I love!" In the winter they're silent — the wind is so strong; What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather, 5 And singing, and loving — all come back together.
第42页 - A fair little girl sat under a tree, Sewing as long as her eyes could see ; Then smoothed her work, and folded it right, And said, "Dear work ! Good night ! Good night !" Such a number of rooks came over her head, Crying, "Caw ! caw!
第13页 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow! I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy.
第22页 - I must give, That I have but three days more to live ; For if I do not answer him questions three, My head will be smitten from my bodie.
第21页 - Now three weeks' space to thee will I give, And that is the longest time thou hast to live ; For if thou dost not answer my questions three, Thy lands and thy livings are forfeit to me.
第82页 - DOWN in a green and shady bed A modest violet grew ; Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view. And yet it was a lovely flower, Its colors bright and fair ! It might have graced a rosy bower, Instead of hiding there.
第51页 - So thumb and finger went to work To move the stubborn lid; And presently a mighty jerk, The mighty mischief did ; For all at once, ah...
第20页 - For except thou canst answer me questions three, Thy head shall be smitten from thy bodie. ' And first,