The Shunamite (Nathaniel Parker Willis Poems)
It was a sultry day of summer time. The sun pour'd down upon the ripen'd grain With quivering heat, and the suspended ...
It was a sultry day of summer time. The sun pour'd down upon the ripen'd grain With quivering heat, and the suspended ...
He sat by me in school. His face is now Vividly in my mind, as if he went From me but yesterday--its ...
'Twas a rich night in June. The air was all Fragrance and balm, and the wet leaves were stirred By the soft ...
The rain is playing its soft pleasant tune Fitfully on the skylight, and the shade Of the fast flying clouds across my ...
The moon was shining yet. The Orient's brow, Set with the morning star, was not yet dim; And the deep silence which ...
It was a shady nook that I had found Deep in the greenwood. A delicious stream Ran softly by it on a ...
Oh the merry May has pleasant hours, And dreamily they glide, As if they floated like the leaves Upon a silver tide. The trees ...
Common as light is love,and its familiar voice wearies not ever.-Shelley.Love knoweth every form of air,and every shape of earth,and ...
Innocent dreams be thine! The silver night Is a fit curtain for thy lovely sleep. The stars keep watch above thee, and ...
They may talk of love in a cottageand bowers of trellised vine-of nature bewitchingly simple,and milkmaids half divine;they may talk ...
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