In The Gray Of The Evening. Autumn. (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
WHEN o'er yon forest solitudesThe sky of autumn evening broods--A heaven whose warp, but palely bright,Shot through with woofs of ...
WHEN o'er yon forest solitudesThe sky of autumn evening broods--A heaven whose warp, but palely bright,Shot through with woofs of ...
Heroes of elder days! untaught to yield,Who bled for Spain on many an ancient field;Ye, that around the oaken cross ...
O'er faded heath-flowers spun, or thorny furze, The filmy Gossamer is lightly spread;Waving in every sighing air that stirs, ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
O'er faded heath-flowers spun, or thorny furze, The filmy Gossamer is lightly spread; Waving in every sighing air that stirs, ...
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