Clover-Blossom (Louisa May Alcott Poems)
In a quiet, pleasant meadow, Beneath a summer sky, Where green old trees their branches waved, And winds went singing by; Where a little ...
In a quiet, pleasant meadow, Beneath a summer sky, Where green old trees their branches waved, And winds went singing by; Where a little ...
CHEERFUL voices by the sea-sideEchoed through the summer air,Happy children, fresh and rosy,Sang and sported freely there,Often turning friendly glances,Where, ...
Sitting patient in the shadow Till the blessed light shall come, A serene and saintly presence Sanctifies our troubled home. Earthly joys and hopes ...
OPPOSITE my chamber window,On the sunny roof, at play,High above the city's tumult,Flocks of doves sit day by day.Shining necks ...
O flower at my windowWhy blossom you so fair,With your green and purple cupUpturned to sun and air?'I bloom, blithesome ...
From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the joy we bring, For Christmas-tide ...
Brighter shone the golden shadows; On the cool wind softly came The low, sweet tones of happy flowers, Singing little Violet's name. 'Mong the ...
Brighter shone the golden shadows;On the cool wind softly cameThe low, sweet tones of happy flowers,Singing little Violet's name.'Mong the ...
"We are sending you, dear flowers, Forth alone to die, Where your gentle sisters may not weep O'er the cold graves where you ...
He that is down need fear no fall, He that is low no pride. He that is humble ever shall Have God to ...
"Gingerbread, Go to the head. Your task is done; A soul is won. Take it and go Where muffins grow, Where sweet loaves rise To the very ...
We are sending you, dear flowersForth alone to die,Where your gentle sisters may not weepO'er the cold graves where you ...
We are sending you, dear flowers Forth alone to die, Where your gentle sisters may not weep O'er the cold ...
Brighter shone the golden shadows; On the cool wind softly came The low, sweet tones of happy flowers, Singing little ...
O flower at my window Why blossom you so fair, With your green and purple cup Upturned to sun and ...
From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the ...
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