Al Fresco (James Russell Lowell Poems)
The dandelions and buttercupsGild all the lawn; the drowsy beeStumbles among the clover-tops,And summer sweetens all but me:Away, unfruitful lore ...
The dandelions and buttercupsGild all the lawn; the drowsy beeStumbles among the clover-tops,And summer sweetens all but me:Away, unfruitful lore ...
For three long months continues the bombardment.The bloodstained Malakov withstands it still.The hoarse-voiced drum drives on the British redcoats.Once more ...
The stormy Cape is passed; now the wide seaRolls with a prouder and a bolder swell;The joyous tar, chaunting "Ho, ...
"All hands unmoor," the hoarse-voiced boatswain cries,And the rough tars stand to their posts. Some flingThe capstan bars around; a ...
"Now who shall say he loves me not."He wooed her first in an atmosphere Of tender and low-breathed sighs;But the pang ...
I. The rain! the rain! the rain! It gushed from the skies and streamed Like awful tears; and the sick man thought How pitiful ...
I go away. My dress opens and flaps like an old parachute -never before did so much wind and so much space belong ...
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