Poems, Volume 1James R. Osgood, 1873 - 595 pages |
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... wild March the throstle calls , Where all about your palace - walls The sun - lit almond - blossom shakes — Take , Madam , this poor book of song ; For tho ' the faults were thick as dust In vacant chambers , I could trust Your kindness ...
... wild March the throstle calls , Where all about your palace - walls The sun - lit almond - blossom shakes — Take , Madam , this poor book of song ; For tho ' the faults were thick as dust In vacant chambers , I could trust Your kindness ...
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... 2 . At eve the beetle boometh Athwart the thicket lone : At noon the wild bee hummeth About the moss'd headstone : At midnight the moon cometh , And looketh down alone . 3 . Her song the lintwhite swelleth , The clear CLARIBEL.
... 2 . At eve the beetle boometh Athwart the thicket lone : At noon the wild bee hummeth About the moss'd headstone : At midnight the moon cometh , And looketh down alone . 3 . Her song the lintwhite swelleth , The clear CLARIBEL.
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... wild winds bound within their cell , The shadow of the poplar fell Upon her bed , across her brow . She only said , " The night is dreary , He cometh not , " she said ; She said , " I am aweary , aweary , I would that I were dead ...
... wild winds bound within their cell , The shadow of the poplar fell Upon her bed , across her brow . She only said , " The night is dreary , He cometh not , " she said ; She said , " I am aweary , aweary , I would that I were dead ...
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... wild the waste enormous marsh Where from the frequent bridge , Like emblems of infinity , The trenched waters run from sky to sky ; Or a garden bower'd close With plaited alleys of the trailing rose , Long alleys falling down to ...
... wild the waste enormous marsh Where from the frequent bridge , Like emblems of infinity , The trenched waters run from sky to sky ; Or a garden bower'd close With plaited alleys of the trailing rose , Long alleys falling down to ...
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... death , There is frost in your breath Which would blight the plants . Where you stand you cannot hear From the groves within The wild - bird's din . In the heart of the garden the merry bird chants 32 THE POET'S MIND . THE POET'S MIND.
... death , There is frost in your breath Which would blight the plants . Where you stand you cannot hear From the groves within The wild - bird's din . In the heart of the garden the merry bird chants 32 THE POET'S MIND . THE POET'S MIND.
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