The Lady Cecile (Marietta Holley Poems)
Sitting alone in the windy tower, While the waves leap high, or are low at rest,What does she think of, hour ...
Sitting alone in the windy tower, While the waves leap high, or are low at rest,What does she think of, hour ...
(To the memory of William Hickey, Esq.)COMING out of India with ten thousand a yearExchanged for flesh and temper, a ...
All day she heard the mad stampede of feetPush by her in a thick unbroken haste.A thousand unknown terrors of ...
Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne. So many words, so much paper, who can stand it. I told ...
O SOLITARY shining sea That ripples in the sun, O gray and melancholy sea, O'er which the shadows run; O ...
The strong shore is my beloved And I am his sweetheart. We are at last united by love, and Then ...
The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows and swim off with ...
Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne. So many words, so much paper, who can stand it. I told ...
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