Match each excerpt to the correct type of poetry.
Let me be, let me be, For my lot is
cast: Land or sea all's one to me,
And sail it slow or fast. (Christina
Rossetti, "Song")
He said, "I look for butterflies That
sleep among the wheat; I make
them into mutton-pies, And sell
them in the street I sell them unto
men," he said, "Who sail on stormy
seas; And that's the way I get my
bread-A trifle, if you please.
("Lewis Carroll, "I'll Tell Thee
Everything")
"Let us both fly up to town: There
I'll buy you such a gown! Which,
completely in the fashion, You shall
tie a sky-blue sash on; And a pair
of slippers neat To fit your darling
little feet, So that you will look and
feel Quite galloobious and genteel.
Jikky wikky bikky see, Chicky bikky
wikky bee, Twicky witchy wee!"
(Edward Lear, "Mr. and Mrs. Spikky
Sparrow")
Nor had I time to love; but since
Some industry must be, The little
toil of love, I thought. Was large
enough for me. (Emily Dickinson,
I Had No Time To Hate, Because")
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