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" ... dew; My palfrey, never stopping, made a music sweetly blent With the leaves of autumn dropping all around me as I went; And I heard the bells, grown fainter, far behind me peal and play, Fainter, fainter, fainter, till they seemed to... "
Idyls and Legends of Inverburn - Page 129
by Robert Williams Buchanan - 1866 - 214 pages
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Poems

Robert Williams Buchanan - 1866 - 311 pages
...play, Fainter, fainter, fainter, fainter, till they seem'd to die away; And beside a silver runnel, on a little heap of sand, I saw the green Gnome sitting,...me from my palfrey white, and set me on the ground : 0 crimson, crimson were his locks, his face was green to see, But he cried, " O light-hair'd lassie,...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - English poetry - 1871 - 789 pages
...fainter, fainter, till they seemed to die away ; And beside a silver гирле!, on a little heap о ; Sceptre nn the ground. 0 crimson, crimson were his locks, his face was green to see, But he cried, " 0 light-haired...
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A library of poetry and song: being choice selections from the best poets

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1872 - 789 pages
...they seemed to die away ; Aud beside a silver runnel, on a little heap о sand, POEMS OF FAXCY. 66Q f en Theu lie started up to see me, and he ran with cry and bound, And drew me from my palfrey white and...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1873
...fainter, till they seemed to die away ; And beside a silver rui>r\el, on a little heap о sand, ей009 0 crimson, crimson were his locks, his face was green to see, But he cried, " 0 light-haired lassie,...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1875 - 352 pages
...and play, Fainter, fainter, fainter, till they seemed to die a way ; And beside a silver runnel, on a little heap of sand, I saw the green gnome sitting,...hand. Then he started up to see me, and he ran with a cry and bound, And drew me from my palfrey white and set me on the ground. 0 crimson, crimson were...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1875 - 352 pages
...green gnome sitting, with his cheek upon his hand. Then he started up to see me, and he ran with a cry and bound, And drew me from my palfrey white and set me on the ground. 0 crimson, crimson were his locks, his face was green to see, But he cried, "0 light-haired lassie,...
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SONGS OF THREE CENTURIES

JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER - 1876
...and play, Fainter, fainter, fainter, till they seemed to die away ; And beside a silver runnel, on a little heap of sand, I saw the green gnome sitting,...hand. Then he started up to see me, and he ran with a cry and bound, And drew me from my palfrey white and set me on the ground. 0 crimson, crimson were...
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The Household Book of Poetry

Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 28 pages
...and play, Fainter, fainter, fainter, till they seemed to die away ; And beside a silver runnel, on a little heap of sand, I saw the green gnome sitting,...me from my palfrey white and set me on the ground. Oh crimson, crimson were hia locks, his face was green to see, But he cried, " О light-haired lassie,...
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Ballads of life, love and humour

Robert Williams Buchanan - 1882
...play, Fainter, fainter, fainter, fainter, till they seemed to die away; And beside a silver runnel, on a little heap of sand, I saw the green Gnome sitting,...me from my palfrey white, and set me on the ground : 0 crimson, crimson, were his locks, his face was green to see, But he cried, " O light-hair'd lassie,...
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The American Magazine, Volume 14

1882
...they seemed to dlo away; And beside a silver runnel, on a little heap of sand, I saw the green Qnome sitting, with his cheek upon his hand ; Then he started...me from my palfrey white, and set me on the ground. Oh, crimson, crimson were his locks, his face was green to see. But he cried, " Oh, light-haired lassie,...
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