Dead Leaves (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
DAWNAs though a gipsy maiden with dim look, Sat crooning by the roadside of the year, So, Autumn, in thy strangeness, thou ...
DAWNAs though a gipsy maiden with dim look, Sat crooning by the roadside of the year, So, Autumn, in thy strangeness, thou ...
Joy was in Israel; for all hoped that, now, A three days' journey in the wilderness Verily should they go, ...
"O DESTINED Land, unto thy citadel, What founding fates even now doth peace compel, That through the world thy name ...
O where are you, my sylvan reed,Whose notes of sadness sweetly ring;And over the heart of Georgia's son'Neath northern skies ...
I.I see thy house, but I am blown about,A wind-mocked kite, between the earth and sky,All out of doors—alas! of ...
The air is perfumed with the morning's fresh breeze, From the bush peer the sunbeams all purple and bright, While ...
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