...glare of sky above. And presently, when she caught the words he was singing, she laughed outright. My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot, My heart is like an apple tree Whose boughs are bent with thickest fruit. My heart is like a rainbow still That paddles...

...wrong ? For his eyes I knew, and his knew mine, Like an old, old song. Josephine Preston Peabody V A BIRTHDAY MY heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot : My heart is like an apple tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit ; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles...

...go wrong ? For his eyes I knew, and his knew mine, Like an old, old song. Josephine Preston Peabody MY heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot : My heart is like an apple tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit ; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles...

...with that rare solemnity which so became him — pacing slowly with the little blonde at his side. " ' My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit — ' " sang Merry Andrew. Wully glanced up and caught her eye. He broke into a broad smile. " ' Because...

...chanced upon it on a rainy day, and when she felt like this. It was called "A Birthday," and it went: My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot; My heart is like an apple tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles...

...that we strew, Your roses are too red : Let be these poppies, not for you Cut down and spread. 747. A Birthday MY heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered slioot ; My heart is like an appletree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit ; My heart is like...

...her bills make known, She must be dearly let, or let alone. QUARLES — Emblems. Bk. II. Epigram X. 3 umber, round the soul! MOORE — LoMa Rookh. Fire water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart...

...dead in their prime ; Give me the withered leaves I chose Before in the old time. CG RoSSETTI. 385 A BIRTHDAY My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest...thickset fruit ; My heart is like a rainbow shell 5 That paddles in a halcyon sea ; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is come to me....

...And laid her face between her hands, And wept. (I heard her tears.) 144 A BIRTHDAY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI I should have lived 20 to see such disasters fallen upon her in a nation of gallant m apple tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell 5 That paddles...

...that we strew. Your roses are too red : Let be these poppies, not for you Cut down and spread. fio A ed by th arc bent with thick-set fruit ; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea ; My...