Squire Percy’s Pride (Marietta Holley Poems)
The Squire was none of your common men Whose ancestors nobody knows,But visible was his lineage In the lines of his Roman ...
The Squire was none of your common men Whose ancestors nobody knows,But visible was his lineage In the lines of his Roman ...
In his arm-chair, warmly cushioned,In the quiet earned by labor,Life's reposeful Indian summer,Grandpa sits; and lets the paperLie upon his ...
Like emerald lakes the meadows lie, And daisies dot the main;The sunbeams from the deep blue sky Drop down in golden rain,And ...
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