Grongar Hill (John Dyer Poems)
Silent Nymph, with curious eye,Who the purple ev'ning lieOn the mountain's lonely van,Beyond the noise of busy man,Painting fair the ...
Silent Nymph, with curious eye,Who the purple ev'ning lieOn the mountain's lonely van,Beyond the noise of busy man,Painting fair the ...
WE STOOD by the window and hearkenedTo the voice of the runnels sea-driven,While, northward, the mountain-heads darkened,Girt round with the ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips ...
What memories have I of it, The sea, continent-clasping, The sea whose spirit is a sorcery, The ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips and hands Our staffs and weapons ...
Ianthe! you are call'd to cross the sea! A path forbidden me! Remember, while the Sun his blessing sheds Upon ...
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