The Desert Spring (Nancy Rebecca Campbell Glass Poems)
"Oh, no, my lord, she cannot stay; Cast out this bond maid with her mocking child, For they cannot be heirs with ...
"Oh, no, my lord, she cannot stay; Cast out this bond maid with her mocking child, For they cannot be heirs with ...
November is so drear and chill Whilst making leafless branch and tree, Whilst sweeping over vale and hill With all her doleful minstrelsy. November ...
O soul, it is not thine, But lent to thee in trust That thou may'st make God's glory shine, Secured from moth and ...
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