The Foster-Child (Mary Elizabeth Robinson Poems)
IN IMITATION OF SPENCER.CANTO I.'MID Cambria's hills a lowly cottage stood,Circled with mossy tufts of sombre green;A vagrant brook flow'd ...
IN IMITATION OF SPENCER.CANTO I.'MID Cambria's hills a lowly cottage stood,Circled with mossy tufts of sombre green;A vagrant brook flow'd ...
THE sculptor paused before his finished work, -A wondrous statue of divinest mould.Like Cytherea's were the rounded limbs,The hands, in ...
With thy rugged, ice-girt shore,Draped in everlasting snow,Thou'rt enthroned a queen.Crown of moss and lichen grey,Frosted o'er with ocean spray,All ...
As I was walking,Thyme sweet to my nose,Green grasshoppers talking,Rose rivalling rose:And wing, like amber,Dispread in light,As from bush to ...
To sit on History in an easy chair,Still rivalling the wild hordes by whom 'twas writ!Sure, this beseems a race ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
BEHAVIOR-fresh, native, copious, each one for himself or herself, Nature and the Soul expressed-America and freedom expressed-In it the finest ...
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