Jefferson’s Daughter (Anonymous Americas Poems)
It is asserted, on the authority of an American Newspaper, that thedaughter of Thomas Jefferson, late President of the United ...
It is asserted, on the authority of an American Newspaper, that thedaughter of Thomas Jefferson, late President of the United ...
E'EN as a little child, with open book,Will to his teacher go and meekly say,In humble guise, yet wistful, earnest ...
A catafalque beneath St. Stephen's spire;Tensed mobs, that sob and surge with fearful breath;Wrath of the criminals who paid his ...
Parson, these things in thy possessingAre better than the Bishop's blessing.A Wife that makes conserves; a SteedThat carries double when ...
CXIVOf all the dreams I dreamed in bygone years, But one remains, imprinted on my age, And even that record, ...
CXFor many days my heart has stood unchanged; No passing act within love's chronicle Has made my steady pulses ebb ...
As the night was falling slowly down on city, town and bush, From a slum in Jones's Alley sloped the ...
I There dwells a mighty pair - Slow, statuesque, intense - Amid the vague Immense: None can their chronicle declare, ...
(a) radical ban all fires and places where people congregate to create comfort put an end to sleep good cooking ...
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love, Or chide my palsy, or my gout, My five grey ...
The Robin for the Crumb Returns no syllable But long records the Lady's name In Silver Chronicle. (Emily Dickinson)
A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices Which, bawled by boys from mile to mile, Spreads its curious opinion To ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
WHEN in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rime ...
When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme ...
When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme ...
I I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig, Or called him ...
Small knowledge have we that by knowledge met May not some day be quaint as any told In almagest or ...
". . . with two other priests; the same night he died, and was buried by the shores of the ...
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