Aechdeacon Barbour (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
HOW bright this weird autumnal eve--While the wild twilight clings around,Clothing the grasses every-where,With scarce a dream of sound!The high ...
Lo, what wonders the day hath brought,Born of the soft and slumbrous snow!Gradual, silent, slowly wrought;Even as an artist, thought ...
An Old Story I It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad. The ...
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