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 ...
THE INDIAN CAMP.OUT from the Northern forest, dim and vast;Out from the mysteryOf yet more shadowy times, a pathless past,Untracked ...
In the low-raftered garret, stooping Carefully over the creaking boards,Old Maid Dorothy goes a-groping Among its dusty and cobwebbed hoards;Seeking some bundle ...
'T IS Pleasant, indeed,As the letters readOn the guideboard at the crossing.Over the streetThe branches meet,Gently swaying and tossing.Through its ...
SWIFT cloud, swift light, now dark, now bright, across the landscape played;And, spotted as a leopard's side in chasing sun ...
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