Old Robin (John Townsend Trowbridge Poems)
SELL old Robin, do you say? Well, I reckon not today!I have let you have your way with the land,With ...
SELL old Robin, do you say? Well, I reckon not today!I have let you have your way with the land,With ...
HER triumphs are over, the crownHas passed from her brow;And she smiles, "To whom now does the townMy poor laurels ...
CAPE ARUNDEL, KENNEBUNKPORT, MAINE.JUST back from a beach of sand and shells,And shingle the tides leave oozy and dank,Summer and ...
WHEN we were farm boys, years ago,I dare not tell how many,When, strange to say, the fairest dayWas often dark ...
WRITTEN FOR J. G. WHITTIER'S SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY."I was once a barefoot boy."- J. G. WHITTIER.ON Haverhill's pleasant hills there played,Some ...
PLUMED ranks of tall wild-cherryAnd birch surroundThe half-hid, solitaryOld burying-ground.All the low wall is crumbledAnd overgrown,And in the turf lies ...
TO Nature, in her shop one day, at work compounding simples,Studying fresh tints for Beauty's cheeks, or new effects in ...
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