The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto III (Richard Savage Poems)
Thus free our social time from morning flows,Till rising shades attempt the day to close.Thus my new friend: Behold the ...
Thus free our social time from morning flows,Till rising shades attempt the day to close.Thus my new friend: Behold the ...
When the stars from the skies have fallen And the smoke of the world's cleared away;When Saint Peter marks "30" in ...
Fer forty year and better you have been a friend to me,Through days of sore afflictions and dire adversity,You allus ...
In the far-off Polar seas,Far beyond the Hebrides,Where the icebergs, towering high,Seem to pierce the wintry sky,And the fur-clad EsquimauxGlides ...
The sleds of the childrenMove down the right slope.To the left, hazed in the tumbling air,A thousand lights smudgeWithin the ...
The girls all like to see the bluets in the laneAnd the saucy johnny-jump-ups in the meadow,But, we boys, we ...
A door sunk in a hillside, with a boltthick as the boy's arm, and behind that doorthe walls of ice, ...
The calendar says a little early but the dandelions are up the crocuses past their prime soon the lilies will ...
Glass was the Street -- in tinsel Peril Tree and Traveller stood -- Filled was the Air with merry venture ...
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