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... Of a summer evening late , When the night - air cools on the trout - ringed pools Where the otter whistles his mate ( They fear not men in the woods , Because they see so few ) , You will hear the beat of a horse's feet , 8.
... Of a summer evening late , When the night - air cools on the trout - ringed pools Where the otter whistles his mate ( They fear not men in the woods , Because they see so few ) , You will hear the beat of a horse's feet , 8.
Page 9
RUDYARD KIPLING. You will hear the beat of a horse's feet , And the swish of a skirt in the dew , Steadily cantering through The misty solitudes , As though they perfectly knew The old lost road through the woods But there is no road ...
RUDYARD KIPLING. You will hear the beat of a horse's feet , And the swish of a skirt in the dew , Steadily cantering through The misty solitudes , As though they perfectly knew The old lost road through the woods But there is no road ...
Page 12
... by the fairy light That beats from off the ground . She only smiled and she never spoke , She smiled and went away ; But when she'd gone my heart was broke And my wits was clean astray . O , stop your ringing and let me be- Let 12.
... by the fairy light That beats from off the ground . She only smiled and she never spoke , She smiled and went away ; But when she'd gone my heart was broke And my wits was clean astray . O , stop your ringing and let me be- Let 12.
Page 39
... must go on with the service For such as care to attend . " - The altar - candles were lighted , - An old marsh donkey came , Bold as a guest invited , And stared at the guttering flame . The storm beat on at the windows , The water 39.
... must go on with the service For such as care to attend . " - The altar - candles were lighted , - An old marsh donkey came , Bold as a guest invited , And stared at the guttering flame . The storm beat on at the windows , The water 39.
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RUDYARD KIPLING. The storm beat on at the windows , The water splashed on the floor , And a wet yoke - weary bullock Pushed in through the open door . " How do I know what is greatest , How do I know what is least ? That is My Father's ...
RUDYARD KIPLING. The storm beat on at the windows , The water splashed on the floor , And a wet yoke - weary bullock Pushed in through the open door . " How do I know what is greatest , How do I know what is least ? That is My Father's ...
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