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" The wall must be crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim: And the mouldering dust that years have made Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. "
The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club - Page 47
by Charles Dickens - 1838 - 388 pages
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The Fifth Reader of the School and Family Series

Marcius Willson - Readers - 1862 - 538 pages
...The walla must be crumbled, the stones decayed, To pleasure bis dainty whim ; And the mould'ring duet that years have made Is a merry meal for him. * Creeping...no life is seen, A rare old plant is the ivy green. 81 Fast he stealeth on, though ho wears no wings, And a stanch old heart has be 1 How closely be twineth,...
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The Fifth Reader of the School and Family Series

Marcius Willson - Bible stories - 1863 - 538 pages
...seen, A rare old plant is the ivy green. s. Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a stanch old heart has he ! How closely he twineth, how tight he clings To his friend, the huge oak tree ! And slyly he traileth along the ground, And his leaves he gently waves, And he joyously twines and hugs...
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Pickwick papers

Charles Dickens - 1866
...The wall must be crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim : And the mouldering dust that years have made, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping...no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. I Past he stealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart has he. . '. How closely he...
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The Pickwick Papers

Charles Dickens - Literary Criticism - 1868 - 762 pages
...crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim : And the mouldering dust that years have nude, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is...staunch old heart has he. How closely he twineth, bow tight he clinga, To his friend the huge Oak Tree! And slyly he traileth along the ground, And his...
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The evergreen: beautiful bouquets culled from the poets of all countries

Poetry - 1869 - 152 pages
...The walls must be crumbled, the stones decay'd, To pleasure his dainty whim; And the mould' ring dust that years have made Is a merry meal for him. Creeping...twineth, how tight he clings To his friend, the huge oak-tree ! And slily he traileth along the ground, And his leaves he gently waves, And he joyously...
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The life and writings of Charles Dickens ...

R. A. Hammond - Literary Criticism - 1871 - 426 pages
...The wall must be crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim : And the mouldering dust that years have made, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping...tight he clings To his friend the huge Oak Tree ! And slil} he traileth along the ground, And his leaves he gently waves, As he joyously hugs and crawleth...
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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
...The walls must be crumbled, the stones decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim ; And the mouldering dust stanch old heart has he ! How closely he twineth, how tight he clings To his friend, the huge oak-tree...
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The Works of Charles Dickens, Volume 3

Charles Dickens - 1873
...be crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim : And the moldering dust that years hare made, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life...wings, And a staunch old heart has he. How closely he twlneth, how tight he clings, To his friend the huge Oak Tree I And slyly he tralleth along the gronnd,...
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The ivy, a monograph

James Shirley Hibberd - 1872
...Vlysses. Not so, if temperate prudence might prevail. Hecuba. Never, 0 never will I quit my child." 1 Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no wings, And...Tree ! And slily he traileth along the ground, And hia leaves he gently waves, As he joyously hugs and crawleth round The rich mould of dead men's graves....
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The Ivy: A Monograph

Shirley Hibberd - Ivy - 1872 - 115 pages
...temperate prudence might prevail. Hecuba. Never, O never will I quit my child." 1 Fast he etealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart...he. How closely he twineth, how tight he clings, To hia friend the huge Oak Tree ! And slily he traileth along the ground, And his leaves he gently waves,...
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