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Potted Poems
POTTED POEMS
(By Alfred Lord Tennyson, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
John Home and Robert Southey, with the
assistance of Thomas Hood Jr, Stephen Leacock and
others.)
I
Half a league, half a league, half a league onward,
Then they rode back, but not, not the six hundred.
II
It was the schooner Hesperus that sailed the wintry sea;
The skipper he blew a whiff from his pipe,
A frozen corpse was he.
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My name is Norval. On the Grampian hills
The village smithy stands;
His breast is bare, his matted hair
Was wrecked on the pitiless Goodwin sands,
And by him sported on the green,
His little grandchild, Wilhelmine.
IV
Lady Clara Vere de Vere,
I hardly know what I must say,
But I'm to be Queen of the May, Mother,
I'm to be Queen of the May.
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