The Dying Girl (Mary Weston Fordham Poems)
Sister darling, ope the window, let the balmy air oncemoreFan my flushed and throbbing brow as in the happydays of ...
Sister darling, ope the window, let the balmy air oncemoreFan my flushed and throbbing brow as in the happydays of ...
'Twas a cloudless morn and the sun shone bright,And dewdrops sparkled clear;And the hills and the vales of this Western ...
I am sitting sad and lonelyWhere I've often sat before,And I am musing, fondly musingOf my Florence who pass'd o'er.Pass'd ...
Lady with thine eyes of beautyRivaling cerulean flowers,Where the love-beams seem to linger,Throughout youth's bright, sunny hours.With thy smile of ...
Carolina mourns to-day. For he, the giftedSon of her adoption, is no more. The voiceThat stirred the bosoms of her ...
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