A Tale of Tuscany (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
We meant to be very kind,But if ever we findAnother soft, grey-green, moss-coated, feather-lined nest in a hedge,We have taken ...
Softly the breezes dance o'er the meadows, Wafting the perfume of sweet-scented May; Flecked are the green fields with sunshine and shadows, Telling ...
'Tis an old deserted homestead On the outskirts of the town, Where the roof is all moss-covered, And the walls are tumbling down; But ...
FEARFUL I stood on the moss-covered rockWhose rugged cliffs adorn our beauteous bay:The forest blazed around, volumes of smokeTowering to ...
I HAVE a garden,-weeds paradise call it;The moles hold the paths in fee;The wild creepers raveO'er the flowers' grave,O'er box-row ...
A FABLEWhen the arts in their infancy were, In a fable of old 'tis exprest,A wise magpie constructed that rare ...
There's a wee, wee glen in the Hielan's, Where I fain, fain would be; There's an auld kirk there on ...
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