The Story Of Clarice III (Constance Naden Poems)
HOW lightly men can love, how soon forget! I said--yet some there be not false or fickle: For one, the ...
HOW lightly men can love, how soon forget! I said--yet some there be not false or fickle: For one, the ...
THEY'VE left me alone in the garden, So I'll talk to that dear little wren-- Mr. Beetle! I do beg ...
SOFT blows the breeze, the sun shines bright, The birds sing loud and gay; But from the castle on the ...
OH, fatal fruits, nurtured with tears and blood! To taste your richness, we have given youth, Unshadowed mirth, and calm ...
THE silver birch, with pure-green flickering leaves, Flooded by morn with golden light, rejoices, And mingles with the kindred merriment ...
FULL oft through some enchanted land I tread, Wherein can live no hatred, pain, or fear, Where all the heavens ...
THE birds are singing, though it is not morn, Though in the east no rays of glory shine: Made clear ...
YE little birds, that chant your love so loud, Your careless hearts are not so glad as mine, For he ...
TO still September comes a dream of joy: The breath of dying roses in the calm And sultry air, seems ...
THE sky is dim and silent; lost are mirth, Colour, and motion; e'en the winds are dumb, Save for a ...
THINK not I roam afield With heart untrue; The gifts my rambles yield Are all for you. The bird must ...
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