Malcolm’s Katie: A Love Story – Part IV. (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North WindAnd rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines,And wrestl'd with the giants ...
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North WindAnd rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines,And wrestl'd with the giants ...
The South Wind laid his moccasins aside,Broke his gay calumet of flow'rs, and castHis useless wampun, beaded with cool dews,Far ...
Said the high hill, in the morning: "Look on me--"Behold, sweet earth, sweet sister sky, behold"The red flames on my ...
THE FORGING OF THE SWORD.At the forging of the Sword-- The mountain roots were stirr'd, Like the heart-beats of a bird; Like flax ...
I stand within the stony, arid town, I gaze for ever on the narrow street;I hear for ever passing up and ...
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