The Old-Fashioned Garden (John Russell Hayes Poems)
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
I fell asleep upon a summer's dayAs on a shady woodland bank I lay,And as I slept there came to ...
(To C. and M.)The day is fair, the breeze is free, The ship has crossed the bar,And you are fleeting o'er ...
In blossom-time the orchard trees, Aroused by April's balmy breeze, In loveliness are glowing;All blushing with their rosy bloom,They lade the winds ...
Welcome, thrice welcome to thee, lovely Spring, Sweet tinae of mellow rains and gentle dew! Like Flora comest thou, with retinueOf every ...
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