British Georgics. May (James Grahame Poems)
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
Thou look'dst on me all yesternight,Thine eyes were blue, thy hair was brightAs when we murmured our troth-plightBeneath the thick ...
Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.I loved light ever, light in eye and brain-No tapers mirrored in ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
No map traces the street Where those two sleepers are. We have lost track of it. They lie as if ...
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