The Ballad Of Glastonbury (Henry Alford Poems)
The hills have on their royal robes Of purple and of gold, And over their tops the autumn clouds In heaps are onward ...
The hills have on their royal robes Of purple and of gold, And over their tops the autumn clouds In heaps are onward ...
Oh! how I hate the cumbrous pride Of plume and pall and scutcheon'd hearse, And all the rank and ready tide Of venal ...
Here are the brows of Quantock, purple--clad With lavish heath--bloom: there, the banks of Tone. Where is that woman, love--forlorn and sad, Piping ...
I How warm this woodland wild Recess ! Love surely hath been breathing here ; And this sweet bed of ...
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