Voices From The Old World: The Famine Of 1847 (Grace Greenwood Poems)
A voice from out the Highlands,Old Scotia's mountain homes!From wild burn-side, and darksome glen,And towering steep, it comes!Is it the ...
A voice from out the Highlands,Old Scotia's mountain homes!From wild burn-side, and darksome glen,And towering steep, it comes!Is it the ...
I. LINDSAY castle's jutted forth On the wild, old sounding sea,And a gallant race of the hardy North, ...
IYes, yes, dear love! I am dead!Dead to you!Dead to the world!Dead for ever!It was one young night in May.The ...
"The NewsTHE NEWS! our morning, noon, evening cry, Day unto day repeats it till we die. For this the cit, ...
By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land ...
Warden, wind the clock again!Mighty years are going onThrough the shadows, joy and pain,And the happy hearted dawn.High within Time's ...
They throw in Drummer Hodge, to rest Uncoffined -- just as found: His landmark is a kopje-crest That breaks the ...
The birds against the April wind Flew northward, singing as they flew; They sang, "The land we leave behind Has ...
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