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; ...
Tell us a story of these Isles, they said, The daughters of the West, whose eyes had seenFor the ...
From out the desolation of the North An iceberg took it away,From its detaining comrades breaking forth, And ...
SOFTLY Death touched her and she passed away Out of this glad, bright world she ...
Come under my cloak, my darling! Thou little Norwegian main!Nor wind, nor rain, nor rolling sea Shall chill ...
At her low quaint wheel she sits to spin, Deftly drawing the long, light rollsOf carded wool through her ...
Rock, little boat, beneath the quiet sky,Only the stars behold us where we lie, -Only the stars and yonder brightening ...
Black lie the hills; swiftly doth daylight flee; And, catching gleams of sunset's dying smile, Through the dusk land for ...
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