Speranza (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Her younger sister, that Speranza hight.England puts on her purple, and pale, pale With too much light, the primrose doth but ...
Her younger sister, that Speranza hight.England puts on her purple, and pale, pale With too much light, the primrose doth but ...
BLOW, LONG TRADE WINDS of American speech,Over this land where we can rise, unfurlOur new and untried sails, and drive ...
I sit once more on breezy shore, at sunset in this glorious June,I hear the dip of gleaming oar, I ...
THE sweet west wind, the prairie school a break in the yellow wheat,The prairie trail that wanders by to the ...
It was the morning season of the year; It was the morning era of the land;The watercourses rang full loud ...
TECUMSEH….Once this mighty continent was ours,And the Great Spirit made it for our use.He knew no boundaries, so had we ...
The afterglow fades and the daylight is failing,Deep gloom settles over the valley so wide;The slow moving column of cattle ...
Killed a gopherin my garden.Split itwith a shovel.First I cutonly a leg.Could have stoppedthere, buta mutilated gophercan turn usinto what ...
You'll rejoice at how many kinds of shit there are: gosling shit (which J. Williams said something was as green ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
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