When on the sandy shore I sit,
Beside the salt sea-wave,
And fall into a weeping fit
Because I dare not shave -
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I have a fairy by my side
Which says I must not sleep,
When once in pain I loudly cried
It said "You must not weep"
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'You are old, father William,' the young man said,
'And your hair has become very white;
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A Mother's breast:
Safe refuge from her childish fears,
From childish troubles, childish tears,
Mists that enshroud her dawning years!
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How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
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He thought he saw an Elephant,
That practised on a fife:
He looked again, and found it was
A letter from his wife.
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There are certain things -a spider, a ghost,
The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three -
That I hate, but the thing that I hate the most
Is a thing they call the SEA.
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I
There was an ancient City, stricken down
With a strange frenzy, and for many a day
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And with that she
began nursing her child again, singing a sort of
lullaby to it as she did so, and giving it a vio
lent shake at the end of every line: -- --
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