Rhymes and Recollections of a Hand-Loom Weaver By William Thom. Edited, with a Biographical Sketch, by W. Skinner |
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But, oh! how the Nettle grew grim and dark,
An' fumed in the shadow beneath:
How he bullied his legion of Beetles black!
An' his Hemlock dews of death!
The Beetles sought sair for a fallen leaf,—
But the hundred eyes of the Hemlock Chief
Could reach no farther than just to see
The deep, deep green of the Stranger Tree.
An' fumed in the shadow beneath:
How he bullied his legion of Beetles black!
An' his Hemlock dews of death!
The Beetles sought sair for a fallen leaf,—
But the hundred eyes of the Hemlock Chief
Could reach no farther than just to see
The deep, deep green of the Stranger Tree.
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