A Summer Day (Joanna Baillie Poems)
The dark-blue clouds of night in dusky lines,Drawn wide and streaky o'er the purer sky,Wear faint the morning purple on ...
The dark-blue clouds of night in dusky lines,Drawn wide and streaky o'er the purer sky,Wear faint the morning purple on ...
The cock, warm roosting 'midst his feather'd dames,Now lifts his beak and snuffs the morning air,Stretches his neck and claps ...
AND can his antiquarian eyes,My Anglo-Saxon C despise?And does Lord Harcourt, day by day,Regret th' extinct initial K?And still, with ...
Beside a spreading elm, from whose high boughsLike knotted tufts the crow's light dwelling shows,Where screen'd from northern blasts, and ...
FIRST of invaders, Hannibal, thy nameIs proud as chief may claim, or man bestow,For thy historian is the conquer'd foe,And ...
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