carle's

Sunday, August 2, 2009 wow! thanks to thereza's beautiful blog, i just learned about eric carle's blog. all i have is to say is wow! and from eric carle's blog i learned about the eric carle museum of picture book art in amherst, massachusetts. wow!

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"I think that I find little faith in yon carle's face," answered

Eric Brighteyes Henry Rider Haggard 1890

Down flashes Whitefire before he can smite, and the carle's shield is cloven through.

Eric Brighteyes Henry Rider Haggard 1890

"We'll empty the auld carle's meal-ark, I'se warrant!" said Mickle

Bog-Myrtle and Peat Tales Chiefly of Galloway Gathered from the Years 1889 to 1895 1887

But since thou thinkest scorn of these weapons of a dead warrior, in go the old carle's treasures again!

The Story of the Glittering Plain; or, the land of Living Men William Morris 1865

So, when Falcon was well breathed, they went on, passing through goodly acres and wide meadows, with here and there a homestead on them, and here and there a carle's cot.

The Well at the World's End: a tale William Morris 1865

All wrought by the Worm in the peasant carle's cot

Poems By the Way William Morris 1865

"Nay, lord," said Osberne, "had I waited this time thou might'st have come by a knock from yonder carle's quarrel."

The Sundering Flood William Morris 1865

The carle's daughter, a little maiden of seven winters, riding on the ass's back betwixt the panniers, and prattling to herself in the cold morning; for she was pleased with the clear light in the east, and the smooth wide turf of the meadows, as one who had not often been far from the shadow of the heavy trees of the wood, and their dark wall round about the clearing where they dwelt.

The Roots of the Mountains; Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale William Morris 1865

He had made no great way ere he heard the horns blowing all together again in one place, and looking thitherward through the leafy boughs (for he was now amidst of a thicket) he saw his men thronging the mound, and had no doubt therefore that they were blowing on him; but being well under cover he heeded it nought, and lying still a little, saw them go down off the mound and go all of them toward the carle's house, still blowing as they went, but not faring scatter-meal.

Wood Beyond the World William Morris 1865