In stature the Manlet was dwarfish
No burly, big Blunderbore he;
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The ladye she stood at her lattice high,
Wi' her doggie at her feet;
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I NEVER loved a dear Gazelle -
NOR ANYTHING THAT COST ME MUCH:
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I'll tell thee everything I can;
There's little to relate,
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Little Birds are dining
Warily and well,
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I painted her a gushing thing,
With years about a score;
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There are certain things -a spider, a ghost,
The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three -
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Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack,
Ye little men of little souls!
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They told me you had been to her,
And mentioned me to him;
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From his shoulder Hiawatha
Took the camera of rosewood,
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All in the golden afternoon
Full leisurely we glide;
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I'll tell thee everything I can;
There's little to relate.
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Fit the First
THE LANDING
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PREFACE
If—-and the thing is wildly possible—-t he charge of writing
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Matilda Jane, you never look
At any toy or picture-book.
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HE shouts amain, he shouts again,
(Her brother, fierce, as bluff King Hal),
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I have a horse - a ryghte good horse - Ne doe Y envye those
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The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow.
"If only you'd spoken before!
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They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;
They pursued it with forks and hope;
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They roused him with muffins—they roused him with ice—
They roused him with mustard and cress—
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"How shall I be a poet?
How shall I write in rhyme?
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Lays of Mystery,
Imagination, and Humor
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There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day
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I'll tell thee everything I can:
There's little to relate.
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They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;
They pursued it with forks and hope;
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Beautiful soup, so rich and green, Waiting in a hot tureen!
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All in the golden afternoon
Full leisurely we glide;
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The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies—
Such a carriage, such ease and such grace!
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From lips that lovingly repeat
Again, again, the message sweet!
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"'Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare
'You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair.'
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