To The Painted Columbine (Jones Very Poems)
Bright image of the early yearsWhen glowed my cheek as red as thou,And life's dark throng of cares and fearsWere ...
Bright image of the early yearsWhen glowed my cheek as red as thou,And life's dark throng of cares and fearsWere ...
Wilt Thou not visit me?The plant beside me feels Thy gentle dew; And every blade of grass I see,From Thy deep ...
There is no worship now,-the idol standsWithin the spirit's holy resting place!Millions before it bend with upraised hands,And with their ...
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