Blue And Red: Or, The Discontented Lobster (Juliana Horatia Ewing Poems)
Permit me, Reader, to make my bow,And allowMe to humbly commend to your tender merciesThe hero of these simple verses.By ...
Permit me, Reader, to make my bow,And allowMe to humbly commend to your tender merciesThe hero of these simple verses.By ...
The winter is gone; and at first Jack and I were sad,Because of the snow-man's melting, but now we are ...
One of a hundred little rills-Born in the hills,Nourished with dews by the earth, and with tears by the sky,Sang-"Who ...
When I go to tea with the little Smiths, there are eight of them there, but there's only one of ...
Father is building a new house, but I've had one given to me for my own;Brick red, with a white ...
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