Charles Edward Carryl

  •     the night was thick and hazy
        When the Piccadilly Daisy
    Carried down the crew and captain in the sea;
        And I think the water drowned ’em,
        For they never, never found ’em,
    And I know they did n’t come ashore with me.

        Oh! ’twas...

  •     i know a way
    Of hearing what the larks and linnets say:
      The larks tell of the sunshine and the sky;
      The linnets from the hedges make reply,
    And boast of hidden nests with mocking lay.

        I know a way
    Of keeping near the rabbits at their...