Love’s Progress. (Henry Baker Poems)
Love wander'd out, one Summer's Day,'Till He, benighted, lost his Way:Then whither knowing not to go,Or where to lie, or ...
Love wander'd out, one Summer's Day,'Till He, benighted, lost his Way:Then whither knowing not to go,Or where to lie, or ...
He fell in victory's fierce pursuit, Holed through and through with shot, A sabre sweep had hacked him deep Twixt neck and shoulderknot.... The ...
Here comes Kate Summers, who, for gold, Takes any man to bed: "You knew my friend, Nell Barnes," she said; ...
Welcome to you rich Autumn days, Ere comes the cold, leaf-picking wind; When golden stocks are seen in fields, All ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
Seven o'clock. The seventh day of the seventh month of the year. No sooner have I got myself up in ...
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