Summer: Monday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
O sweet it is to know, to feel,In all our gloom, our wand'rings here—No night of sorrow can concealMan from ...
O sweet it is to know, to feel,In all our gloom, our wand'rings here—No night of sorrow can concealMan from ...
TO APHRODITEI.Oh, thou most lovely and most beautiful!- Wherever cooingly thy white doves lull Thy bright eyes to soft slumber; ...
"TO PALLAS. I.Hear, blue-eyed Pallas! Eagerly we call, Entreating thee to our glad festival, Held in the sunny morning of ...
TO FLORA. I.Hear, lovely Chloris, while we sing to thee!Thou restest now beneath some shady tree,Near a swift brook, upon ...
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