My Child (John Pierpont Poems)
I cannot make him dead! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study-chair; Yet, when my eyes, now ...
I cannot make him dead! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study-chair; Yet, when my eyes, now ...
In front of the temple of Chu-ko Liang there is an old cypress. Its branchesare like green bronze; its roots ...
The blue jay with a crest on his headComes round the cabin in the snow.He runs in the snow like ...
In front of the temple of Chu-ko Liang there is an old cypress. Its branches are like green bronze; its ...
Still dark. The unknown bird sits on his usual branch. The little dog next door barks in his sleep inquiringly, ...
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