A Home Idyl (John Townsend Trowbridge Poems)
I.OVER the valley the storm-clouds blow,Dark and low;The wild air whitens with flying snow.Through the timber two lovers ride,Side by ...
I.OVER the valley the storm-clouds blow,Dark and low;The wild air whitens with flying snow.Through the timber two lovers ride,Side by ...
SELL old Robin, do you say? Well, I reckon not today!I have let you have your way with the land,With ...
WHEN we were farm boys, years ago,I dare not tell how many,When, strange to say, the fairest dayWas often dark ...
'T IS Pleasant, indeed,As the letters readOn the guideboard at the crossing.Over the streetThe branches meet,Gently swaying and tossing.Through its ...
MY boy, do you know the boy I love?I fancy I see him now;His forehead bare in the sweet spring ...
CIRCUMSTANCE.STALKING before the lords of life, one came,A Titan shape! But often he will crawl,Their most subservient, helpful, humble thrall;Swift ...
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