On The Hilltop (Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard Poems)
By the margent of the seaI would build myself a home.Not by the margent of the sea,But on the hilltop ...
By the margent of the seaI would build myself a home.Not by the margent of the sea,But on the hilltop ...
I hear the waters of some inlet nowCome lapping to the fringe of yonder wood,The storm-bent firs, and oaks along ...
Far from the empire of my present days,Where I perforce remain,The wild, fresh airs of Spring blow to and fro,Piping ...
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