The Pen And The Sword (Mary Russell Mitford Poems)
And dar'st thou then with me compare,Frail fleeting passenger of air!Say, am not I my country's rock,The lion in the ...
And dar'st thou then with me compare,Frail fleeting passenger of air!Say, am not I my country's rock,The lion in the ...
Under the long fell's stony eavesThe ploughman, going up and down,Ridge after ridge man's tide-mark leaves,And turns the hard grey ...
Summers and summers have come, and gone with the flight of the swallow; Sunshine and thunder have been, storm, and ...
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