The Story Of Gladys (Marietta Holley Poems)
"I leave my child to Heaven." And with these wordsUpon her lips, the Lady Mildred passedUnto the rest prepared for her ...
"I leave my child to Heaven." And with these wordsUpon her lips, the Lady Mildred passedUnto the rest prepared for her ...
I am an outcast, sinful and vile I know, But what are you, my lady, so fair, and proud, and high?The ...
The Squire was none of your common men Whose ancestors nobody knows,But visible was his lineage In the lines of his Roman ...
Isabelle has gold, and lands, Fate gave her a fair lot;Like the white lilies of the field Her soft hands toil not.I ...
I might strive as well to melt to softness the soulless breast Of some fair and saintly image, carven out of ...
The spare-room windows wide were raised, And you could look that summer dayOn pastures green, and sunny hills, And low rills wandering ...
How can I be to blame? Is it my fault I am fair?I did not fashion my features, Or brush the gold ...
In a waste of yellow sand, on the brow of a dreary hill, A slight little slip of a rose struggled ...
Once through an autumn wood I roamed in tearful mood,By grief dismayed, doubting, and ill at ease; When from a leafless oak, Methought ...
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