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And then he stretched out in the sun And rolled upon his back for fun : He kicked
his legs and roared for joy Because the sun was shining down , He said he was a
little boy And would not work for any clown : He ran and laughed behind a bee ...
And then he stretched out in the sun And rolled upon his back for fun : He kicked
his legs and roared for joy Because the sun was shining down , He said he was a
little boy And would not work for any clown : He ran and laughed behind a bee ...
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... Polar night , Bewildered by the queer half - light , Until I stumbled , unawares ,
Upon a creek where big white bears Plunged headlong down with flourished
heels , And floundered after shining seals Through shivering seas of blinding
blue .
... Polar night , Bewildered by the queer half - light , Until I stumbled , unawares ,
Upon a creek where big white bears Plunged headlong down with flourished
heels , And floundered after shining seals Through shivering seas of blinding
blue .
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I walked in a great golden dream To and fro from school Shining Popocatapetl
The dusty streets did rule . I walked home with a gold dark boy , And never a
word I'd say , Chimborazo , Cotopaxi Had taken my speech away : I gazed
entranced ...
I walked in a great golden dream To and fro from school Shining Popocatapetl
The dusty streets did rule . I walked home with a gold dark boy , And never a
word I'd say , Chimborazo , Cotopaxi Had taken my speech away : I gazed
entranced ...
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Contenido
Editors Introduction | 15 |
My Lady Greensleeves | 28 |
From Songs of Innocence William Blake | 29 |
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