The Runaway (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
Awake, my muse, ye goodly sights among,The land of Boone and Kenton claims my song.Thro' other scenes our lovers take ...
Awake, my muse, ye goodly sights among,The land of Boone and Kenton claims my song.Thro' other scenes our lovers take ...
The idle winds at dawn that strayedThro' wavy depths of joyous shade,The early chirp of breeze-swung boughs,The carol of the ...
Canadian farmers came oft to the little green cottage,To see their new neighbors and hear them tell over their troubles.The ...
Ye who read in musty volumesPages worn of Backwoods Times,Of the red man and the white man,In the thrilling days ...
When the Stabber's speech had ended,And his presents all were gathered,And his pipe the chiefs had all smoked,Four young chiefs ...
Lo! the old Sac village slumberedIn the basin of the Wabash,And the doorway of the vallies,Like some brown old matron ...
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