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Title: Library of the world's best literature, ancient and modern
Year: 1896 (1890s)
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Publisher: N.Y.
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volumes of poems that he is betterremembered. These include * Hwoiricly Rhymes^ (1859), <Poems ofRural Life ^ (1862), and ^ Poems of Rural Life in Common English(1863). The three collections of dialect poems were brought out inone volume, with a glossary, in 1879. A poet fresh as the dew,* The first of English purely pastoralpoets,* The best writer of eclogues since Theocritus, — these aresome of the tardy tributes paid him. With a sympathy for his fel^low-man and a humor akin to that of Burns, with a feeling for natureas keen as Wordsworths, though less subjective, and with a powerof depicting a scene with a few well-chosen epithets which recallsTennyson, Barnes has fairly earned his title to remembrance. * The Life of William Barnes, Poet and Philologist, written byhis daughter, Mrs. Baxter, was published in 1887. There are numer-ous articles relating, to him in periodical literature, one of which, asketch by Thomas Hardy, in Vol. 86 of the * Athenaeum, is of peculiarinterest.
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WILLIAM BARNES ^r^ BLACKMWORE MAIDENS THE primrwose in the sheade do blow.The cowslip in the zun,The thyme upon the down do grow,The clote where streams do run;An where do pretty maidens growAn blow, but where the towrDo rise among the bricken tuns,In Blackmwore by the Stour? If you could zee their comely gait. An pretty feaces smiles,A-trippen on so light o waight. An steppen off the stiles;A-gwain to church, as bells do swing An ring ithin the towr.Youd own the pretty maidens pleace Is Blackmwore by the Stour? If you vrom Wimborne took your road. To Stower or Paladore,An all the farmers housen showd Their daughters at the door;Youd cry to bachelors at hwome — Here, come: ithin an hourYoull vind ten maidens to j-our mind. In Blackmwore by the Stour. *> An if you lookd ithin their door, To zee em in their pleace,A-doen housework up avore Their smilen mothers feace;Youd cry, —Why, if a man would wive An thrive, ithout a dowr.Then let en look en out a wife In Blackmwore by the St

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