Under The Willows (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
YOU say I touch the barberries As a lover his mistress? What a curious fancy! One must be delicate, you ...
Here we go round the ivy-bush, And that's a tune we all dance to. Little poet people snatching ivy, Trying ...
EVERYWHERE the Yarrow grows!Here and there the thistle blows,Here and there the barberries,By the brook the plumy fern;We know where ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
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