Grant At Rest– August 8, 1885 (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Sir Launcelot rode overthwart and endlong in a wide forest, and held nopath but as wild adventure led him... And he returned ...
Sir Launcelot rode overthwart and endlong in a wide forest, and held nopath but as wild adventure led him... And he returned ...
The sword was sheathed: in April's sunLay green the fields by Freedom won;And severed sections, weary of debates,Joined hands at ...
This will be a night in deep snowwhich has the power to muffle stepsin deep shadow transformingbodies to two puddles ...
In Rome on the Campo di FioriBaskets of olives and lemons,Cobbles spattered with wineAnd the wreckage of flowers.Vendors cover the ...
Bright skies of summer o'er the deep, And soft salt air along the land,The blue wave, lisping in its ...
Shall mine eyes behold thy glory, oh, my country? Shall mine eyes behold thy glory?Or shall the darkness close around ...
" Finally it will not matter how many kicked, how many kissed him- how many rooms there were, how many ...
Field Marshal, few, and foolish, are the landsThat do not hail the baton in your hands.They labelled you a 'showman'. ...
"Form follows function follows form . . . , etc." --Dr. J. Anthony Wadlington Here I am writing my first ...
(November, 1863) A kindling impulse seized the host Inspired by heaven's elastic air; Their hearts outran their General's plan, Though ...
In Rome on the Campo di Fiori Baskets of olives and lemons, Cobbles spattered with wine And the wreckage of ...
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