Goldilocks And Goldilocks (William Morris Poems)
It was Goldilocks woke up in the mornAt the first of the shearing of the corn.There stood his mother on ...
It was Goldilocks woke up in the mornAt the first of the shearing of the corn.There stood his mother on ...
``Here is no place for greeting: fly afar Before the absent sisterhood return. In my well--sembled agony, yon star I watched, whose westering ...
IThe mare is pawing by the oak,The chaise is cool and wideFor Peter Rugg the BostonianWith his little son beside;The ...
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, The years ...
Freed from the womb, and from the bounds With which the stepdame infancy Our days of pupilage surrounds, We spring up beautiful and ...
Unto one who lies at rest'Neath the sunset, in the West,Clover-blossoms on her breast.Lover of each gracious thingWhich makes glad ...
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, ...
Evening and morning, midnight and mid noon,For twice five lustres, this my cell hath been,My pleasure-house and prison.—I did swear,Kissing ...
THE deep enchantment of the summer-tide Lay o'er the earth, and hill and valley dreamed, And all the trees with ...
January Janus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues ...
Unto one who lies at rest 'Neath the sunset, in the West, Clover-blossoms on her breast. Lover of each gracious ...
SNOW-BOUND in woodland, a mournful word, Dropt now and then from the bill of a bird, Reached me on wind-wafts; ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Spring am I, too soft of heart Much to speak ere I depart: Ask the Summer-tide to prove The abundance ...
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