Friar Pedro’s Ride (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
It was the morning season of the year; It was the morning era of the land;The watercourses rang full loud ...
It was the morning season of the year; It was the morning era of the land;The watercourses rang full loud ...
Southrons, hear your country call you! Up, lest worse than death befall you! To arms! To arms! To arms, ...
No more the scarlet maples flash and burnTheir beacon-fires from hilltop and from plain; The meadow-grasses and the woodland fernIn ...
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