The Negro Singer (James David Corrothers Poems)
O'er all my song the image of a face Lieth, like shadow on the wild sweet flowers. The dream, the ecstasy that ...
O'er all my song the image of a face Lieth, like shadow on the wild sweet flowers. The dream, the ecstasy that ...
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
O thou who from the mountain's height Roll'st down thy clouds with all their weight Of waters to old Niles ...
When I went to the city, Mary McNeely, I meant to return for you, yes I did. But Laura, my ...
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