The Cotton Boll (Henry Timrod Poems)
While I reclineAt ease beneathThis immemorial pine,Small sphere!(By dusky fingers brought this morning hereAnd shown with boastful smiles),I turn thy ...
While I reclineAt ease beneathThis immemorial pine,Small sphere!(By dusky fingers brought this morning hereAnd shown with boastful smiles),I turn thy ...
I chanced upon an early walk to spyA troop of children through an orchard gate:The boughs hung low, the grass ...
OUT from the house I went when early dawn As yet had hardly ting'd the peaks with gold, And cottage-smoke ...
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