Fair Mead Lodge (Joanna Baillie Poems)
HAIL , Fair Mead! hail, my forest glade!Thou green isle, girt around with shade!Woods, where of old with hound and ...
HAIL , Fair Mead! hail, my forest glade!Thou green isle, girt around with shade!Woods, where of old with hound and ...
Rosy red the hills appearWith the light of morning,Beauteous clouds, in aether clear,All the east adorning;White through the mist the ...
THE mellow year is hasting to its close:The little birds have almost sung their last,Their small notes twitter in the ...
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