Eliot, Samuel, 1821-1898 · Boston : [J. Wilson & Son, University Press] · leaf 141
By thousands on her plainsTheyre smiling oer the silvry brooks, And round the hamlet fanes.Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves ;And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves. The free, fair Homes of England ! Long, long, in hut and hall,Mav… … A chieftain to the Highlands bound Cries, Boatman, do not tarry !And Ill give thee a silver pound To 1! iw us 1 i\r til ^^i^^^taHft..
Children's poetry
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