Convict Once – Part Third. (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
I.1IT was a fever, they tell me: to me 'twas a sleep and a waking;Yet not a sleep without dreams: ...
I.1IT was a fever, they tell me: to me 'twas a sleep and a waking;Yet not a sleep without dreams: ...
Great honour hath Boston, the city, won of late in a glorious frayWith a handful of Portuguese fishers on that ...
Lord! to whose being ages are but moments,Fugitive moments! Thou, Eternal Father!Listen in mercy—for life's passing shadows Soon will be scatter'd.'Tis ...
Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow, How can thine heart be full of the spring? A thousand summers are over ...
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