The Mountain Spring (Nancy Rebecca Campbell Glass Poems)
I wandered down a mountain road, Past flower and rock and lichen gray, Alone with nature and her God Upon a flitting summer ...
I wandered down a mountain road, Past flower and rock and lichen gray, Alone with nature and her God Upon a flitting summer ...
Are you dying, little Bird?"Yea; the song so often heard,And the gift of suffering,Back to God again I bring."All in ...
Peace, pratler, do not lowre:Not a fair look, but thou dost call it foul:Not a ...
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