By The Fireside : King Witlaf’s Drinking-horn (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Witlaf, a king of the Saxons, Ere yet his last he breathed,To the merry monks of Croyland His drinking-horn bequeathed,--That, whenever they ...
Witlaf, a king of the Saxons, Ere yet his last he breathed,To the merry monks of Croyland His drinking-horn bequeathed,--That, whenever they ...
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
I Immense, august, like some Titanic bloom, The mighty choir unfolds its lithic core, Petalled with panes of azure, gules ...
An olive fire's a lovely thing; Somehow it makes me think of Spring As in my grate it over-spills With ...
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