Mysterious Rappings (Benjamin Penhallow Shillaber Poems)
Late one evening I was sitting, gloomy shadows roundMe flitting,-- Mrs. Partington, a-knitting occupied the grate before;Suddenly I heard a ...
Late one evening I was sitting, gloomy shadows roundMe flitting,-- Mrs. Partington, a-knitting occupied the grate before;Suddenly I heard a ...
'Twas a brave old spot, and deep was the shadeBy the fast-locked boughs of the elm-trees made,Where the sun scarce ...
I see him at his case,With his anxious cheerless face, Worn and brown;And the types' unceasing click,As they drop ...
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