The Pimpernel (Celia Laighton Thaxter Poems)
SHE walks beside the silent shore, The tide is high, the breeze is still; ...
SHE walks beside the silent shore, The tide is high, the breeze is still; ...
From out the desolation of the North An iceberg took it away,From its detaining comrades breaking forth, And ...
Thou little child, with tender, clinging arms, Drop thy sweet head, my darling, down and restUpon my shoulder, rest with ...
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