On The Death Of Charles Turner Torrey (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Woe worth the hour when it is crime To plead the poor dumb bondman's cause,When all that makes the heart sublime,The ...
Woe worth the hour when it is crime To plead the poor dumb bondman's cause,When all that makes the heart sublime,The ...
Forty Years AfterCOMRADE, yet a little further I would go before the nightCloses round and chills in darkness all the ...
The winds are singing a death-knell Out on the main to-night;The sky droops low -- and many a bark That ...
We parted at noontide, I met her at night,(How the inner world mocks at the outer!)'T was day in her ...
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