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William Cartwright
Tell me not of joy: there's none Now my little sparrow's gone; He, just as you, Would toy and woo, He would chirp and flatter me, He would hang the wing awhile, Till at length he saw me smile, Lord! how sullen he would be!
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William Cartwright
Tell me not of joy: there's none Now my little sparrow's gone; He, just as you, Would toy and woo, He would chirp and flatter me, He would hang the wing awhile, Till at length he saw me smile, Lord! how sullen he would be!
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William Shakespeare
For you know, nuncle, The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long That it's had it head bit off by it young.
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William Shakespeare
For you know, nuncle, The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long That it's had it head bit off by it young.
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William Wordsworth
Behold, within the leafy shade, Those bright blue eggs together laid! On me the chance-discovered sight Gleamed like a vision of delight.
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William Wordsworth
Behold, within the leafy shade, Those bright blue eggs together laid! On me the chance-discovered sight Gleamed like a vision of delight.
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