Cadet Grey – Canto II (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
IAct first, scene first. A study. Of a kind Half cell, half salon, opulent yet grave;Rare books, low-shelved, yet far ...
Of all the fountains that poets sing,--Crystal, thermal, or mineral spring,Ponce de Leon's Fount of Youth,Wells with bottoms of doubtful ...
I'm sitting alone by the fire, Dressed just as I came from the dance,In a robe even YOU would admire,-- ...
Dow's Flat. That's its name; And I reckon that youAre a stranger? The same? Well, I thought it was true,--For ...
(WAR OF THE REBELLION, 1884)No, I won't,--thar, now, so! And it ain't nothin',--no!And thar's nary to tell that you folks ...
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;Is thar, old gal,--Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?Feel ...
Dear Dolly! who does not recallThe thrilling page that pictured allThose charms that held our sense in thrall Just as ...
They ran through the streets of the seaport town,They peered from the decks of the ships that lay;The cold sea-fog ...
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