A Seaside Idyl (Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard Poems)
I wandered to the shore, nor knew I thenWhat my desire,—whether for wild lament,Or sweet regret, to fill the idle ...
I wandered to the shore, nor knew I thenWhat my desire,—whether for wild lament,Or sweet regret, to fill the idle ...
By the margent of the seaI would build myself a home.Not by the margent of the sea,But on the hilltop ...
The rough north winds have left their icy cavesTo growl and grope for preyUpon the murky sea;The lonely sea-gull skims ...
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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