Epistle From Thhe Rhine (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
TO Y---,WITH A BOWL OF BOHEMIAN GLASS. From rocky hills, where climbs the vine; Where on his ...
TO Y---,WITH A BOWL OF BOHEMIAN GLASS. From rocky hills, where climbs the vine; Where on his ...
As o'er the chasm I breathless hung, Thus from the depths the siren sung: "Down, down into the ...
We are the ghosts of those small flowers, That in the opening of the year, 'Neath rosemary and ...
THE FIRST SNOW MOUNTAIN SEEN FROM A SUNNY HILL-SIDE, NEAR ROCCA PRIORI, IN THE AUTUMN OF 1846 Look, love, ...
The waterfall is calling me With its merry gleesome flow, And the green boughs are beckoning me, ...
My feet shall tread no more thy mossy side, When once they turn away, thou Pleasant Water, Nor ...
I saw him on his throne, far in the north, Him ye call Winter, picturing him ever An ...
Where huge rock buttresses bear up the clouds, With all their floating reservoirs of rain; Where the wide ...
What is my lady like? thou fain wouldst know- A rosy chaplet of fresh apple bloom, Bound with ...
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