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There once was a boy named Gimmesome Roy
He was nothing like me or you
’Cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do
As a kid, he sat in the cellar, sniffing airplane glue

In the high leaves of a walnut,
On the very topmost boughs,
A boy that climbed the branching bole His cradled limbs would house
On the airy bed that rocked him Long, idle hours he'd lie Alone with white clouds sailing The warm blue ...

Swing high and swing
While the breezes they blow -It's off for a sailor thy father would go;
And it's here in the harbor, in sight of the sea,
He hath left his wee babe with my song and with me:"Swing high and swing

Proem
Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky Thy wondrous worth proclaim, in every clime, And so has vow'd, whilst there is world or time
So great's thy glory, and thine excellence, The s...

О, я расстался с путами земли!Звенящие серебряные крылья,
Под облака меня, смеясь, несли
И, кувыркаясь, солнце веселил я.
Вам и не снилось - с ним я танцевал,
Кружился и парил в небесной сини,

High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending,
Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars,
Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending,
Earth rising to heaven and heaven descending,

Isn't she lovely, "the Mistress"
With her wide-apart grey-green eyes,
The droop of her lips and, when she smiles,
Her glance of amused surprise

When the night wind howls in the chimney cowls, and the bat in themoonlight flies,
And inky clouds, like funeral shrouds, sail over the midnight skies -When the footpads quail at the night-bird's wail, and black dogsbay the moon,
Then is...