Autumn (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
As a harvester, at dusk, Faring down some woody trail Leading homeward through the musk Of may-apple and pawpaw, Hazel-bush, and spice and haw,-- So ...
As a harvester, at dusk, Faring down some woody trail Leading homeward through the musk Of may-apple and pawpaw, Hazel-bush, and spice and haw,-- So ...
O it was but a dream I had While the musician played!-- And here the sky, and here the glad Old ocean kissed ...
Illileo, the moonlight seemed lost across the vales--The stars but strewed the azure as an armor's scattered scales;The airs of ...
Tinkle on, O sweet guitar, Let the dancing fingers Loiter where the low notes are Blended with the singer's: Let the midnight pour the ...
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