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 ...
WAINAMOINEN'S SOWING.Then arose old Wainamoinen,With his feet upon the island,On the island washed by ocean,Broad expanse devoid of verdure;There remained ...
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