Near The Lake. (George Pope Morris Poems)
Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago!--Where the rock threw back the billow Brighter than snow--Dwelt a maid, beloved ...
Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago!--Where the rock threw back the billow Brighter than snow--Dwelt a maid, beloved ...
I've heard the sea-dead three nights come keening And crying to my door. Why will they affright me with ...
Ah, how I love it in these first few days,Fresh from the forest and out of the snow,Awkwardness obvious still ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
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