A Hunter’s Indian Dove (Charles Harpur Poems)
DARK is her cheek, but her blood's rich blushComes through its dusk with a sunset flush,While joy, like a prairie-bee, ...
DARK is her cheek, but her blood's rich blushComes through its dusk with a sunset flush,While joy, like a prairie-bee, ...
DARK is her cheek, but her blood's rich blushComes through its dusk with a sunset flush,While joy, like a prairie-bee, ...
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