Lines After The Manner Of The Olden Time. (George Pope Morris Poems)
O Love! the mischief thou hast done!Thou god of pleasure and of pain!--None can escape thee--yes there's one--All others find ...
O Love! the mischief thou hast done!Thou god of pleasure and of pain!--None can escape thee--yes there's one--All others find ...
My bark is out upon the sea-- The moon's above;Her light a presence seems to me Like woman's love.My native land I've ...
'Twas in the flush of summer-time, Some twenty years or more,When Ernest lost his way, and crossed The threshold of our door.I'll ...
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