The King Of The Plow (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE sword is re-sheathed in its scabbard,The rifle hangs safe on the wall;No longer we quail at the hungryHot rush ...
THE sword is re-sheathed in its scabbard,The rifle hangs safe on the wall;No longer we quail at the hungryHot rush ...
Silence is the voice of mighty things.In silence dropped the acorn in the rain;In silence slept till sun-touched. Wondrous lifePeeped ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
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