A Mount Holyoke book of Prose And Verse
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43 A GIPSY SLUMBER SONG Sleep, little one, sleep. The woods are still; The fairies are dancing under the pine, I can see the stars in their jeweled crowns.
And their floating robes in the moon-mist shine.
Round and round they dance and sway, Hand in hand in the dim, wan light; Soft is the fall of their twinkling feet.
Lest they waken the flowers that sleep by night.
Sleep, little one, sleep. The pine trees sway; Away in the forest the shadows are deep; While the fairies dance and the moon shine...s dim, — Sleep, Uttle brown gipsy-boy, dreamlessly sleep.
— Mariou Louise Richardson, 1903.
44 THE BAERED WINDOW BiBi Rani^ sat in the courtyard dreaming. It was still early and the fresh, sweet air, the flat. Eastern roofs with their burden of cots and white-clad figures, and above aU the quaintly clad maiden in the court- yard told of India, and India of the springtime. It was the spring, it must be the spring, thought Bibi Rani. She restlessly shifted her chin on the palm of her hand, making the jewels on her forehead and hands clink and the rich crimson scarf slip away from her dark hair and delicate face.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
43 A GIPSY SLUMBER SONG Sleep, little one, sleep. The woods are still; The fairies are dancing under the pine, I can see the stars in their jeweled crowns.
And their floating robes in the moon-mist shine.
Round and round they dance and sway, Hand in hand in the dim, wan light; Soft is the fall of their twinkling feet.
Lest they waken the flowers that sleep by night.
Sleep, little one, sleep. The pine trees sway; Away in the forest the shadows are deep; While the fairies dance and the moon shine...s dim, — Sleep, Uttle brown gipsy-boy, dreamlessly sleep.
— Mariou Louise Richardson, 1903.
44 THE BAERED WINDOW BiBi Rani^ sat in the courtyard dreaming. It was still early and the fresh, sweet air, the flat. Eastern roofs with their burden of cots and white-clad figures, and above aU the quaintly clad maiden in the court- yard told of India, and India of the springtime. It was the spring, it must be the spring, thought Bibi Rani. She restlessly shifted her chin on the palm of her hand, making the jewels on her forehead and hands clink and the rich crimson scarf slip away from her dark hair and delicate face.
What to read after A Mount Holyoke book of Prose And Verse?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Porter, Elizabeth Crane, Ed to read onlineMoreLess
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