A Poem: To The Memory of Mrs. Oldfield (Richard Savage Poems)
Oldfield's no more!-And can the Muse forbear,O'er Oldfield's Grave to shed a grateful Tear?Shall she, the Glory of the British ...
Oldfield's no more!-And can the Muse forbear,O'er Oldfield's Grave to shed a grateful Tear?Shall she, the Glory of the British ...
Two streams there were, two streams from separate founts, Both beautiful to see, and one-most holy; (From Siloa this, and this from ...
Time was, when round the lion's den,A peopled city raised its head;'Twas not inhabited by men,But by four-footed beasts instead.The ...
Dearest, best and brightest,Come away,To the woods and to the fields!Dearer than this fairest dayWhich, like thee to those in ...
Jeremiah Dickson was a true-blue American, For he was a little boy who understood America, for he felt that he ...
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