Wind From The East (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE Spring, so fair in her voting incompleteness,Of late the very type of tender sweetness;Now, through frail leaves and misty ...
THE Spring, so fair in her voting incompleteness,Of late the very type of tender sweetness;Now, through frail leaves and misty ...
ADDRESSED TOTHOMAS CLARKSON, ESQ.IN 1814,WHEN MANY ENGLISH ARRIVED AT PARIS, BUTREMAINED A VERY SHORT TIME.LOV'D ENGLAND ! now the narrow ...
I love the night when the moon streams bright On flowers that drink the dew--When cascades shout as the stars peep ...
I.HERE, where the rain-drops may not fall, the sunshine doth not play, Where the unfelt and distant breeze in whispers ...
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