The Present Crisis (James Russell Lowell Poems)
When a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth's aching breastRuns a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on ...
When a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth's aching breastRuns a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on ...
Earl Douglas, don thy helm so bright, And buckle thy sword with speed, Bind on thy sharpest spurs to-night And saddle thy swiftest ...
Awhile she lay all passive to the touchOf those small fingers, and the soft, soft lipsSoliciting the sweet nutrition thence,While ...
Oh, what a wretched, loathsome, thing am I,Too horrible for earth, or the pure heaven,Or the bright stars, or the ...
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