From: A Life-Drama (Alexander Smith Poems)
FORERUNNERS Walter. I HAVE a strain of a departed bard; One who was born too late into this world. A ...
FORERUNNERS Walter. I HAVE a strain of a departed bard; One who was born too late into this world. A ...
ON the Sabbath-day, Through the churchyard old and gray, Over the crisp and yellow leaves I held my rustling ...
THE fierce exulting worlds, the motes in rays, The churlish thistles, scented briers, The wind-swept bluebells on the sunny ...
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