Carolina (Henry Timrod Poems)
IThe despot treads thy sacred sands,Thy pines give shelter to his bands,Thy sons stand by with idle hands, Carolina!He breathes at ...
IThe despot treads thy sacred sands,Thy pines give shelter to his bands,Thy sons stand by with idle hands, Carolina!He breathes at ...
Columbus looked; and still around them spread,From south to north, th' immeasurable shade;At last, the central shadows burst away,And rising ...
FOR ARCHIE RUTLEDGEHere's a half-a-dozen flies,Just about the proper sizeFor the trout of Dickey's Run,-Luck go with them every one!Dainty ...
In this room I'm finally at home.Never again shall I write a verse that tearsmy life apart in order to ...
Old pioneers, how fare your souls to-day? They seem to be Imminent about this pastoral way, This sunny lea, The ...
Out of me unworthy and unknown The vibrations of deathless music; 'With malice toward none, with charity for all.' Out ...
Out of me unworthy and unknown The vibrations of deathless music; 'With malice toward none, with charity for all.' Out ...
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