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HE scented bud of the morning—O, When the windy grass went rippling far, I saw my dear one walking slow, In the field where the daisies are
We did not laugh and we did not speak As we wandered happily to and fro; I kissed my dear on e...
The lanky hank of a she in the inn over
Nearly killed me for asking the loan of a glass of beer:
May the devil grip the whey-faced slut by the
And beat bad manners out of her skin for a year
I saw God
Do you doubt it
Do you dare to doubt it
I saw the Almighty Man
Come with me, under my coat,
And we will drink our
Of the milk of the white goat,
Or wine, if it be thy will;
The crooked paths go every way Upon the hill — they wind about Through the heather in and out Of the quiet sunniness
And there the goats, day after day, Stray in sunny quietness,
Cropping here and cropping there, As they pause and turn a...
Mad Patsy said, he said to me,
That every morning he could
An angel walking on the sky;
Across the sunny skies of
II cling and
On a branch, or
Through the cool, clear hush of Morning,
O
I heard a bird at dawn Singing sweetly on a tree,
That the dew was on the lawn, And the wind was on the lea;
But I didn't listen to him, For he didn't sing to me
I didn't listen to him, For he didn't sing to me That the dew was on t...
HE lanky hank of a she in the inn over there Nearly killed me for asking the loan of a glass of beer: May the devil grip the whey-faced slut by the hair, And beat bad manners out of her skin for a year
That parboiled imp, with the hardest jaw...
My enemy came nigh,
And I Stared fiercely in his face
My lips went writhing back in a grimace,
And stern I watched him with a narrow eye
I thought I heard Him calling
Did you hear A sound, a little sound
My curious ear Is dinned with flying noises, and the tree Goes — whisper, whisper, whisper silently Till all its whispers spread into the sound Of a dull roar
Lie cl...
I am the maker,
The builder, the breaker,
The eagle-winged helper,
The speedy forsaker