Miller, Olive Beaupré, ed, Wyeth, N. C. (Newell Convers), 1882-1945, illustrator · Chicago : The Bookhouse for children · leaf 215
ooked at one another,but no one spoke a word. Then they looked again at Sir Rolandsshield, to make sure that their eyes had not deceived them, andthere the golden star was still shining. After a little silence the lord of the castle spoke. Men make mistakes, he said, but our silver shields arenever… … MEG MERRILIESJohn KeatsOld Meg she was a gipsy, And hved upon the moors;Her bed it was the brown heath turf.And her house was out of doors. Her apples were swart blackberries, Her currants pods o broom;Her wine was dew of the wild white rose, Her book a churchyard tomb. Her brothers were the craggy…
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