Winter (Mary Ann H T Bigelow Poems)
His thundering carIs heard from afar,And his trumpet notes soundAll the country around;Stop your ears as you will,That loud blast ...
His thundering carIs heard from afar,And his trumpet notes soundAll the country around;Stop your ears as you will,That loud blast ...
When writing to you, friend, a subject I'd findIn which there's both pleasure and profit combined,And though what I've chosen ...
To thee, the guardian of my youthful days,Fain would I pay some tribute of respect;And though it falls far short ...
Dark and yet darker my day's clouded o'er;Are its bright joys all fled, and its sunshine no more?I look to ...
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