In Remembrance Of Joseph Sturge (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
In the fair land o'erwatched by Ischia's mountains,Across the charmed bayWhose blue waves keep with Capri's silver fountainsPerpetual holiday,A king ...
In the fair land o'erwatched by Ischia's mountains,Across the charmed bayWhose blue waves keep with Capri's silver fountainsPerpetual holiday,A king ...
I GIVE thee joy!-I know to thee The dearest spot on earth must beWhere sleeps thy loved one by the summer ...
INSCRIBED TO ROBERT C. WATERSTON, OF BOSTON.Fold her, O Father, in Thine arms, And let her henceforth be A messenger of love ...
As I walked through fields, the smell of honeyStartled me yesterdayAnd it seemed the juices of sweet blossomsCoursed wildly through ...
OR THE FLOWER OF THE WILDERNESS. Here, on the arid ridge Of dead Vesuvius, Exterminator terrible, That by no other ...
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
On the southwest side of Capriwe found a little unknown grottowhere no people were and weentered it completelyand let our ...
Oh, lay my ashes on the windThat blows across the sea.And I shall meet a fishermanOut of Capri,And he will ...
I cannot give you the Metropolitan Tower;I cannot give you heaven;Nor the nine Visigoth crowns in the Cluny Museum;Nor happiness, ...
I saw her for a split second driving down Canal toward home off to the left almost over my shoulder ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
On the southwest side of Capri we found a little unknown grotto where no people were and we entered it ...
(Capri, Piccola Marina) Timeless sea breezes, sea-wind of the night: you come for no one; if someone should wake, he ...
The gh comes from rough, the o from women's, and the ti from unmentionables--presto: there's the perfect English instance of ...
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
Oh, lay my ashes on the wind That blows across the sea. And I shall meet a fisherman Out of ...
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