Solitude (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
Had I but lived when music-loving PanStill played his flute amid the whispering reeds,When through Arcadian groves the dryads ran,And--symbolizing ...
Had I but lived when music-loving PanStill played his flute amid the whispering reeds,When through Arcadian groves the dryads ran,And--symbolizing ...
Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life's morning skies, While hope's bright cohorts guess ...
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