The Fate Of Bass (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
On the snow-line of the summit stood the Spaniard's English slave;And the frighted condor westward flew afar—-Where the torch of ...
On the snow-line of the summit stood the Spaniard's English slave;And the frighted condor westward flew afar—-Where the torch of ...
TEACHERS of teachers! Yours the task,Noblest that noble minds can ask,High up Aonia's murmurous mount,To watch, to guard the sacred ...
Mother, shed no mournful tears,But gird me on my sword;And give no utterance to thy fears,But bless me with thy ...
Our Land-- our Home-- the common home indeedOf soil-born children and adopted ones--The stately daughters and the stalwart sonsOf Industry--: ...
I Spring found us early that eventful year, Seeming to know in her clairvoyant way The bitterness ...
IAct first, scene first. A study. Of a kind Half cell, half salon, opulent yet grave;Rare books, low-shelved, yet far ...
A CURIOUS vision, on mine eyes unfurledIn the deep night. I saw, or seemed to see,Two Centuries meet, and sit ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
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