My Garden (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
Sweet garden, wreathed in fruits and flowers,And domed by blue Tyrolean skies,Within thy rose-encircled bowers,Secluded from all curious eyes,I find ...
Sweet garden, wreathed in fruits and flowers,And domed by blue Tyrolean skies,Within thy rose-encircled bowers,Secluded from all curious eyes,I find ...
I chose me a lovely garden,Beneath whose ivied wallA lake's blue wavelets murmurAs evening shadows fall,--A garden, whose leafy windowsFrame ...
Spirit of Como, whose rhythmical callMurmurs caressingly under my wall,Why are thy feet, though the hour be late,Mounting the moon-silvered ...
Stately boats, with happy crowds, Passing up the lake,Leaving, under sunset clouds, Jewels in your wake,From my garden's sheltered strand I can watch ...
Under my trees of green and goldI stroll in the soft, autumnal days,With never a hint of winter's cold,Though the ...
Over the water the shadows are creeping,Lost are the lights on Bellagio's shore,Goddess and Faun in the garden are sleeping,Only ...
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