The Travellers (Nancy Rebecca Campbell Glass Poems)
Away from the city, away from the crowd, Two comrades in sorrow traversed hill and dale; The gloom of their hearts did ...
Away from the city, away from the crowd, Two comrades in sorrow traversed hill and dale; The gloom of their hearts did ...
City of palms! whose ancient name Suggests a line of scarlet hue, Type of thy glorious Guest who came And passed with crowds ...
November is so drear and chill Whilst making leafless branch and tree, Whilst sweeping over vale and hill With all her doleful minstrelsy. November ...
When winding up the path of life, Sometimes mid thorns, sometimes mid flowers, Oft weary of its toil and strife, Oft weary of ...
Awake, O soul, awake! Enter thy cell of thought, And there in calmness meditate On what God's word has taught. There's nought within thy ...
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