Our Garden (Juliana Horatia Ewing Poems)
The winter is gone; and at first Jack and I were sad,Because of the snow-man's melting, but now we are ...
The winter is gone; and at first Jack and I were sad,Because of the snow-man's melting, but now we are ...
'Twas late, and the gay company was gone,and the light lay soft on the deserted roomfrom alabaster vases, and a ...
Elves of the hollow and the dewpond still,Take pity! Gather for me dew as chillAs ice, and glittering-pure as early ...
The vase where this verbena is dyingwas cracked by a blow from a fan.It must have barely brushed it,for it ...
I turn and see you passing in the streetWhen you are not. I take another way,Lest missing you the fragrance ...
Sarnia farewell! farewell thy rocky shore; Far o'er the main I ne'er may see thee more; Yet will I not ...
There once was a happy Hyena Who played on an old concertina. He dressed very well, And in ...
That summer sun, whose genial glow Now cheers my drooping spirit so Must cold and distant be, And only light ...
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