Truly Great (William Henry Davies Poem)
My walls outside must have some flowers, My walls within must have some books; A house that's small; a garden ...
My walls outside must have some flowers, My walls within must have some books; A house that's small; a garden ...
A jar of cider and my pipe, In summer, under shady tree; A book by one that made his mind ...
It was the Rainbow gave thee birth, And left thee all her lovely hues; And, as her mother's name was ...
The mind, with its own eyes and ears, May for these others have no care; No matter where this body ...
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
And now, when merry winds do blow, And rain makes trees look fresh, An overpowering staleness holds This mortal flesh. ...
Indeed this is the sweet life! my hand Is under no proud man's command; There is no voice to break ...
Welcome to you rich Autumn days, Ere comes the cold, leaf-picking wind; When golden stocks are seen in fields, All ...
Yes, I will spend the livelong day With Nature in this month of May; And sit beneath the trees, and ...
This life is sweetest; in this wood I hear no children cry for food; I see no woman, white with ...
Now, joy is born of parents poor, And pleasure of our richer kind; Though pleasure's free, she cannot sing As ...
When April scatters charms of primrose gold Among the copper leaves in thickets old, And singing skylarks from the meadows ...
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