m sunbeams play; Though theyre fleeting, and retreating,Thou hast more deceit than they. In thy channel, in thy channel, Choked with ooze and gravelly stones, Deep immersed, and unhearsed, Lies young Edwards corse; his bones Ever whitening, ever whitening,As thy waves against them dash ; What thy… … XI HENRY was every morning fed With a full mess of milk and bread. One day the boy his breakfast took, And ate it by a purling brook. His mother lets him have his way. With free leave Henry every day Thither repairs, until she heard Him talking of a fine grey bird. This pretty bird, he said,…
Children's poetry, English
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