The Vernal Age (Philip Freneau Poem)
WHERE the pheasant roosts at night, Lonely, drowsy, out of sight, Where the evening breezes sigh Solitary, there stray I. ...
WHERE the pheasant roosts at night, Lonely, drowsy, out of sight, Where the evening breezes sigh Solitary, there stray I. ...
In spite of all the learn'd have said; I still my old opinion keep, The posture, that we give the ...
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