March (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
Shall Thor with his hammer Beat on the mountain,As on an anvil, A shackle and fetter?Shall the lame Vulcan Shout as he swingethGod-like ...
Shall Thor with his hammer Beat on the mountain,As on an anvil, A shackle and fetter?Shall the lame Vulcan Shout as he swingethGod-like ...
LAST of the leaves! why lingerest thouSo late upon the naked bough?Those who were young with thee are gone,And thou ...
THE evil days have come, the poorAre made a prey;Bar up the hospitable door,Put out the fire-lights, point no moreThe ...
Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the wayWith blossom'd furze unprofitably gay,There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule,The village ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
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