The Song-Sparrow (Philip Henry Savage Poems)
AT rest upon some quiet limbAnd singing to his pretty "marrow,"Sweet-breasted friend of child and man,I love the bright eyes ...
AT rest upon some quiet limbAnd singing to his pretty "marrow,"Sweet-breasted friend of child and man,I love the bright eyes ...
Fields of lucerne and waving wheat,White-washed sheds, and cottage neat,Nesting orchards and mulberry trees,Scented flowers round hives of bees,With the ...
At dinner, she is hostess, I am host. Went the feast ever cheerfuller? She keeps The Topic over intellectual deeps ...
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