Elizabeth (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
_May 1, 1891_. I. Elizabeth! Elizabeth! The first May-morning whispereth Thy gentle name in every breeze That lispeth through the young-leaved trees, New raimented in white and ...
_May 1, 1891_. I. Elizabeth! Elizabeth! The first May-morning whispereth Thy gentle name in every breeze That lispeth through the young-leaved trees, New raimented in white and ...
The blossoms hang again upon the tree, As when with their sweet breath they greeted me Against my ...
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
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