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Von Händler/Antiquariat, BuySomeBooks [52360437], Las Vegas, NV, U.S.A.
This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 40 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850 edition. Excerpt: . . . me;--I can hail the flowers That sprig earths mantle, --and yon quiet bird, That rides the stream, is to me as a brother. The vulgar know not all the hidden pockets Where Nature stows away her loveliness. But this unnatural posture of the legs Cramps my extended calves, and I must go Where I can coil them in their wonted fashion. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. There was a giant in time of old, A mighty one was he; He had a wife, but she was a scold, So he kept her shut in his mammoth fold; And he had children three. It happened to be an election day, And the giants were choosing a king; The people were not democrats then, They did not talk of the rights of men, And all that sort of thing. Then the giant took his children three And fastened them in the pen; The children roared; quoth the giant, Be still And Dorchester Heights and Milton Hill Rolled back the sound again. Then he brought them a pudding stuffed with plums As big as the State-House dome; Quoth he, Theres something for you to eat; So stop your mouths with your lection treat, And wait till your dad comes home. So the giant pulled him a chestnut stout, And whittled the boughs away; The boys and their mother set up a shout; Said he, You re in, and you cant get out, Bellow as loud as you may. Off he went, and he growled a tune As he strode the fields along; T is said a buffalo fainted away, And fell as cold as a lump of clay, When he heard the giants song. But whether the storys true or not, It is not for me to show; Theres many a thing thats twice as queer In somebodys lectures that we hear, And those are true, you know. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. What are those lone ones doing now, The wife and the children sad O! they are in a terrible rout, . . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN.

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Von Händler/Antiquariat, The Book Depository US [58762574], Gloucester, ., United Kingdom.
Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850 edition. Excerpt: . me;--I can hail the flowers That sprig earth s mantle, --and yon quiet bird, That rides the stream, is to me as a brother. The vulgar know not all the hidden pockets Where Nature stows away her loveliness. But this unnatural posture of the legs Cramps my extended calves, and I must go Where I can coil them in their wonted fashion. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. There was a giant in time of old, A mighty one was he; He had a wife, but she was a scold, So he kept her shut in his mammoth fold; And he had children three. It happened to be an election day, And the giants were choosing a king; The people were not democrats then, They did not talk of the rights of men, And all that sort of thing. Then the giant took his children three And fastened them in the pen; The children roared; quoth the giant, Be still And Dorchester Heights and Milton Hill Rolled back the sound again. Then he brought them a pudding stuffed with plums As big as the State-House dome; Quoth he, There s something for you to eat; So stop your mouths with your lection treat, And wait till your dad comes home. So the giant pulled him a chestnut stout, And whittled the boughs away; The boys and their mother set up a shout; Said he, You re in, and you can t get out, Bellow as loud as you may. Off he went, and he growled a tune As he strode the fields along; T is said a buffalo fainted away, And fell as cold as a lump of clay, When he heard the giant s song. But whether the story s true or not, It is not for me to show; There s many a thing that s twice as queer In somebody s lectures that we hear, And those are true, you know. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. What are those lone ones doing now, The wife and the children sad? O! they are in a terrible rout, .

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Von Händler/Antiquariat, The Book Depository [54837791], Slough, United Kingdom.
Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850 edition. Excerpt: . me;--I can hail the flowers That sprig earth s mantle, --and yon quiet bird, That rides the stream, is to me as a brother. The vulgar know not all the hidden pockets Where Nature stows away her loveliness. But this unnatural posture of the legs Cramps my extended calves, and I must go Where I can coil them in their wonted fashion. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. There was a giant in time of old, A mighty one was he; He had a wife, but she was a scold, So he kept her shut in his mammoth fold; And he had children three. It happened to be an election day, And the giants were choosing a king; The people were not democrats then, They did not talk of the rights of men, And all that sort of thing. Then the giant took his children three And fastened them in the pen; The children roared; quoth the giant, Be still And Dorchester Heights and Milton Hill Rolled back the sound again. Then he brought them a pudding stuffed with plums As big as the State-House dome; Quoth he, There s something for you to eat; So stop your mouths with your lection treat, And wait till your dad comes home. So the giant pulled him a chestnut stout, And whittled the boughs away; The boys and their mother set up a shout; Said he, You re in, and you can t get out, Bellow as loud as you may. Off he went, and he growled a tune As he strode the fields along; T is said a buffalo fainted away, And fell as cold as a lump of clay, When he heard the giant s song. But whether the story s true or not, It is not for me to show; There s many a thing that s twice as queer In somebody s lectures that we hear, And those are true, you know. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. What are those lone ones doing now, The wife and the children sad? O! they are in a terrible rout, .

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Von Händler/Antiquariat, Amazon.com.
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850 edition. Excerpt: ... me;--I can hail the flowers That sprig earth's mantle,--and yon quiet bird, That rides the stream, is to me as a brother. The vulgar know not all the hidden pockets Where Nature stows away her loveliness. But this unnatural posture of the legs Cramps my extended calves, and I must go Where I can coil them in their wonted fashion. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. There was a giant in time of old, A mighty one was he; He had a wife, but she was a scold, So he kept her shut in his mammoth fold; And he had children three. It happened to be an election day, And the giants were choosing a king; The people were not democrats then, They did not talk of the rights of men, And all that sort of thing. Then the giant took his children three And fastened them in the pen; The children roared; quoth the giant, " Be still And Dorchester Heights and Milton Hill Rolled back the sound again. Then he brought them a pudding stuffed with plums As big as the State-House dome; Quoth he, " There's something for you to eat; So stop your mouths with your 'lection treat, And wait till your dad comes home." So the giant pulled him a chestnut stout, And whittled the boughs away; The boys and their mother set up a shout; Said he, " You 're in, and you can't get out, Bellow as loud as you may." Off he went, and he growled a tune As he strode the fields along; 'T is said a buffalo fainted away, And fell as cold as a lump of clay, When he heard the giant's song. But whether the story's true or not, It is not for me to show; There's many a thing that's twice as queer In somebody's lectures that we hear, And those are true, you know. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. What are those lone ones doing now, The wife and the children sad? O! they are in a terrible rout,... Paperback, Label: RareBooksClub.com, RareBooksClub.com, Produktgruppe: Book, Publiziert: 2013-09-13, Studio: RareBooksClub.com.

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Von Händler/Antiquariat, tabletopart.
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850 edition. Excerpt: ... me;--I can hail the flowers That sprig earth's mantle,--and yon quiet bird, That rides the stream, is to me as a brother. The vulgar know not all the hidden pockets Where Nature stows away her loveliness. But this unnatural posture of the legs Cramps my extended calves, and I must go Where I can coil them in their wonted fashion. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. There was a giant in time of old, A mighty one was he; He had a wife, but she was a scold, So he kept her shut in his mammoth fold; And he had children three. It happened to be an election day, And the giants were choosing a king; The people were not democrats then, They did not talk of the rights of men, And all that sort of thing. Then the giant took his children three And fastened them in the pen; The children roared; quoth the giant, " Be still And Dorchester Heights and Milton Hill Rolled back the sound again. Then he brought them a pudding stuffed with plums As big as the State-House dome; Quoth he, " There's something for you to eat; So stop your mouths with your 'lection treat, And wait till your dad comes home." So the giant pulled him a chestnut stout, And whittled the boughs away; The boys and their mother set up a shout; Said he, " You 're in, and you can't get out, Bellow as loud as you may." Off he went, and he growled a tune As he strode the fields along; 'T is said a buffalo fainted away, And fell as cold as a lump of clay, When he heard the giant's song. But whether the story's true or not, It is not for me to show; There's many a thing that's twice as queer In somebody's lectures that we hear, And those are true, you know. THE DORCHESTER GIANT. What are those lone ones doing now, The wife and the children sad? O! they are in a terrible rout,... Paperback, Label: RareBooksClub.com, RareBooksClub.com, Produktgruppe: Book, Publiziert: 2013-09-13, Studio: RareBooksClub.com.