The Hedgerow (Philip Henry Savage Poems)
THE sun is up, Great God, the sun is up,High o'er the eastern hill among white cloudsInsufferable! I thank Thee ...
THE sun is up, Great God, the sun is up,High o'er the eastern hill among white cloudsInsufferable! I thank Thee ...
A LITTLE maiden, in her handA pitcher, on her head a bandOf yellow cloth; her neck was bare,The kerchief fluttered ...
Mary, when the wild-roseBlossomed on the vine,Hearts were light, eyes were bright,But none so bright as thine.Lightly the month of ...
JUNIPER gentle and rosemarie!There 's neat brown cones on the yellow larch,With scarlet haws on the gray thorn-tree.Ah, the year ...
Even in the city, IAm ever conscious of the sky;A portion of its frame no lessThan in the open wilderness.The ...
Still, in the meadow by the brook I layAnd felt the April creep along my streams,Subdue my currents to herself ...
The breath of slowly-moving springStirs the light leaf, the doubtful wing,And tempers each created thing.The tumult of the summer's lifeSurrounds ...
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