Autumn Woods (William Cullen Bryant Poems)
Ere, in the northern gale,The summer tresses of the trees are gone,The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,Have put ...
Ere, in the northern gale,The summer tresses of the trees are gone,The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,Have put ...
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
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