Grandmother’ (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
'Tis like stirring living embers when, at eighty, one remembersAll the achings and the quakings of "the times that tried ...
'Tis like stirring living embers when, at eighty, one remembersAll the achings and the quakings of "the times that tried ...
Way darker than violet rich, saturated, pure color-wheel-purple shimmering color of the lilacs full bouquets on each branch bunches and ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
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