Roses Of June (Marietta Holley Poems)
She sat in the cottage door, and the fair June moon looked down On a face as pure as its own, ...
She sat in the cottage door, and the fair June moon looked down On a face as pure as its own, ...
My heart sings like a bird to-nightThat flies to its nest in the soft twilight, And sings in its brooding bliss;Ah! ...
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