To John Keats (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poems)
'Tis well you think me truly one of those,Whose sense discerns the loveliness of things;For surely as I feel the ...
'Tis well you think me truly one of those,Whose sense discerns the loveliness of things;For surely as I feel the ...
Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
It flows through old hushed Egypt and its sands, Like some grave mighty thought threading a dream, And times and ...
Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now, Has been gone from her earthly home; And Robin has paid, he scarce ...
It flows through old hushed Egypt and its sands, Like some grave mighty thought threading a dream, And times and ...
Robin Hood is an outlaw bold Under the greenwood tree; Bird, nor stag, nor morning air Is more at large ...
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