Mogg Megone – Part II. (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
O Dearly loved!And worthy of our love! No moreThy aged form shall rise beforeThe bushed and waiting worshiper,In meek obedience ...
Erewhile I saw ye faintly through far haze, Spread many miles above the fields of sea; Now ye rise glorious, and my ...
. Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
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