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" While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring... "
Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin - Page 107
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Thornes Classic Poetry: A Practical Guide for Key Stage 3

John Foster, Gordon Dennis - 1995 - 136 pages
...and ways be foul, 5 Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit! tu-who! A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, 10 And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks...
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The Complete Works of William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 pages
...and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu- who, a merry note, While greasy d, with his bad legs, falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink i parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
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English Matters

Susan Duberley - 1996 - 138 pages
...nipped, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl. Tu-wit, Tu-who! A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, 10 And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks...
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The Classic Hundred Poems: All-time Favorites

William Harmon - 1998 - 386 pages
...and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, To-whit! To-who! — a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
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And I Will Praise Him: A Guide to Worship in the Psalms

Ronald Barclay Allen - 1999 - 268 pages
...and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, "To-whit, to-who!" A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
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The Discovery of Poetry: A Field Guide to Reading and Writing Poems

Frances Mayes - 2001 - 548 pages
...be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl: "To-who! Tu-whit, tu-who!" a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel' the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
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莎士比亞通論: 喜劇

顏元叔 - 2001 - 838 pages
...nipp'd, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; To-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds at brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
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Shakespeare: la invención de lo humano

Harold Bloom - 2001 - 750 pages
...ways be foul, / Then nightly sings the staring owl, / Tu-whit; / Tu-who, a merry note, / While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. /When all aloud the wind doth blow, /And coughing drowns the parson's saw, /And birds sit brooding in the snow, /And Marian's nose looks red and raw, / When roasted...
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Birth Passages: Maternity and Nostalgia, Antiquity to Shakespeare

Theresa M. Krier - 2001 - 300 pages
...ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, "Tu-whit, tu-who!"— A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw; When roasted...
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Love's Labour's Lost: Critical Essays

Felicia Hardison Londré - 1997 - 498 pages
...nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a metty note, While gteasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing dtowns the patson's saw, And bitds sit btooding in the snow, And Matian's nose looks ted and taw, When...
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