Madonna Pia (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
To westward lies the unseen sea, Blue sea the live winds wander o'er.The many-colored sails can flee, And leave the dead, low-lying ...
To westward lies the unseen sea, Blue sea the live winds wander o'er.The many-colored sails can flee, And leave the dead, low-lying ...
Long ago and long ago, And long ago still, There dwelt three merry maidens Upon a distant hill. One was ...
SOFT , gentle flower, of silver pale,Retiring lily of the vale;Graceful thy trembling blossoms blow,Fair rivals to unsullied snow:Secure within ...
From the depth of the dreamy decline of the dawn through a notable nimbus of nebulous noonshine, Pallid and pink ...
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