North And South (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Of the North I wove a dream, All bespangled with the gleam Of the glancing wings of swallows Dipping ripples in a stream, That, ...
Of the North I wove a dream, All bespangled with the gleam Of the glancing wings of swallows Dipping ripples in a stream, That, ...
The cypress swamp around me wraps its spell,With hushing sounds in moss-hung branches there,Like congregations rustling down to prayer,While Solitude, ...
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