Idleness (Nathaniel Parker Willis Poems)
The rain is playing its soft pleasant tune Fitfully on the skylight, and the shade Of the fast flying clouds across my ...
The rain is playing its soft pleasant tune Fitfully on the skylight, and the shade Of the fast flying clouds across my ...
Down the green slope he bounded. Raven curls From his white shoulders by the winds were swept, And the clear color of ...
I'm twenty-two--I'm twenty-two-- They gaily give me joy, As if I should be glad to hear That I was less a boy. They do ...
Winter is come again. The sweet south west Is a forgotten wind, and the strong earth Has laid aside its mantle to ...
_Claudio_. Know you any Hero? _Hero_. None my lord! _As You Like it._ Gentle and modest Hero! I can see Her delicate figure, and ...
I love to look on a scene like this, Of wild and careless play, And persuade myself that I am not old And ...
Oh the merry May has pleasant hours, And dreamily they glide, As if they floated like the leaves Upon a silver tide. The trees ...
The evening star will twinkle presently. The last small bird is silent, and the bee Has gone into his hive, and the ...
It is not the fear of death That damps my brow; It is not for another breath I ask thee now; I can die ...
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