To Flora (John Hay Poems)
When April woke the drowsy flowers, And vagrant odors thronged the breeze,And bluebirds wrangled in the bowers, And daisies flashed along the ...
When April woke the drowsy flowers, And vagrant odors thronged the breeze,And bluebirds wrangled in the bowers, And daisies flashed along the ...
When as galoshed my Julia goes, Unbuckled all from top to toes, How swift the poem becometh prose! And when ...
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo to keep her dentist's appointment and sat and waited for her in ...
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