The Old-Fashioned Garden (John Russell Hayes Poems)
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
The vainest girls in forty statesWere Gwendolyn and Gladys Gates;They warbled slightly off the air,Romantic German songs,And each of them ...
Not in blue vases theseNor white, cut flowers are seenBut in the August meadowsWhen the reaper falls clean -And the ...
The Baron is back from his hawking come,At the close of the summer's day:But the spots of red blood danced ...
Flowers have uncountable ways of pretending to beNot solid, but moonlight or sunlight or starlight with scent.Primroses strive for the ...
Fitz Eustace.In gay parterres where I have beenWhat groups of gaudy flowers I've seenYes, flowers which some call fair!The tulip ...
The wall-flowers to the frolic windDo dance their golden aigulets,And elf-maids steal the hawthorn beadsTo wear for fairy amulets.The spring ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
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