Again I hear that creaking step! He's rapping at the door! Too well I know the boding sound That ushers in a bore.
The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed, with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for manya joke had he.Oliver Goldsmith
Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face.Oliver Goldsmith
Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea, Why takest thou its melancholy voice, And with that boding cry Along the waves dost thou fly? Oh! rather, bird, with me Through this fair land rejoice!