The Dead House (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Here once my step was quickened, Here beckoned the opening door,And welcome thrilled from the threshold To the foot it had known ...
Here once my step was quickened, Here beckoned the opening door,And welcome thrilled from the threshold To the foot it had known ...
Light of triumph in her eyes,Eleanor her apron ties;As she pushes back her sleeves,High resolve her bosom heaves.Hasten, cook! impel ...
With colors gay, adown the street,The drums alert with stirring beat,Our lads pass by who rode for France.They proudly step ...
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