Lucy Hooper (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead,That all of thee we loved and cherishedHas with thy summer roses perished;And left, ...
They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead,That all of thee we loved and cherishedHas with thy summer roses perished;And left, ...
FRIENDS of the Muse, to you of right belongThe first staid footsteps of my square-toed song;Full well I know the ...
Beautiful landscape! I could look on thee For hours,--unmindful of the storm and strife, And mingled murmurs of tumultuous life. ...
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