The Manuscript of Saint Alexius (Augusta Davies Webster Poems)
There came a child into the solemn hall where great Pope Innocent sat throned and heard angry disputings on Free-Will ...
There came a child into the solemn hall where great Pope Innocent sat throned and heard angry disputings on Free-Will ...
Oh the dear summer evening! How the air is mellow with the delicate breath of flowers and wafts of hay ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
A week ago; only a little week:it seems so much much longer, though that dayis every morning still my yesterday;as ...
Dead is he? Yes, our stranger guest said dead— said it by noonday, when it seemed a thing most natural ...
If I should die this night, (as well might be, So pain has on my weakness ...
I.BEYOND his silent vault green springs went by, The river flashed along its open way, Blithe swallows flitted ...
SOME quick kind tears, some easy sorrow,And then 'tis past.'Twas sad; yet sadness has its morrow;Blue skies succeed skies overcast:Why ...
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