All the Rage (Hattie Howard Poems)
A common wayside flower it grew, Unhandsome and unnoticed too, Except in deprecation That such an herb unreared by toil, Prolific cumberer of the ...
A common wayside flower it grew, Unhandsome and unnoticed too, Except in deprecation That such an herb unreared by toil, Prolific cumberer of the ...
Each morn the same sun rises on our day, Measuring with every year his usual round; The merry bells that for our ...
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