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Yes , it were sweetly sad To wander in the open fields , and hear , E'en at this
hour , the noonday hardly past , ' The lulling insects of the summer's night ; To
hear , where lately buzzing swarms were heard , A lonely bee long roving here
and ...
Yes , it were sweetly sad To wander in the open fields , and hear , E'en at this
hour , the noonday hardly past , ' The lulling insects of the summer's night ; To
hear , where lately buzzing swarms were heard , A lonely bee long roving here
and ...
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For 1- who have No fields , nor gather into garners - I Bear thee both thanks and
love , not fear nor hate . And now , farewell ! The falling leaves , ere long , Will
give thee decent covering . Till then , Thine own black plumage , that will now no
...
For 1- who have No fields , nor gather into garners - I Bear thee both thanks and
love , not fear nor hate . And now , farewell ! The falling leaves , ere long , Will
give thee decent covering . Till then , Thine own black plumage , that will now no
...
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The dark green fields contented lie : The mountains rise like holy towers , Where
man might commune with the sky : The tall cliff challenges the storm That lowers
upon the vale below , Where shaded fountains send their streams , With joyous ...
The dark green fields contented lie : The mountains rise like holy towers , Where
man might commune with the sky : The tall cliff challenges the storm That lowers
upon the vale below , Where shaded fountains send their streams , With joyous ...
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... And orange - groves , and fields of balm , Blew o'er the Haytian seas . Bozzaris
! with the storied brave Greece nurtured in her glory's time , Rest thee - there is no
prouder grave , Even in her own proud clime . She wore no funeral weeds for ...
... And orange - groves , and fields of balm , Blew o'er the Haytian seas . Bozzaris
! with the storied brave Greece nurtured in her glory's time , Rest thee - there is no
prouder grave , Even in her own proud clime . She wore no funeral weeds for ...
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As the pale faces sweat to raise Their scanty fields of corn , While he , the
monarch of the boundless wood , By sport , or hairbrained rapine , wins his food .
A moment , and the pageant's gone ; The red men are no more ; The palefaced ...
As the pale faces sweat to raise Their scanty fields of corn , While he , the
monarch of the boundless wood , By sport , or hairbrained rapine , wins his food .
A moment , and the pageant's gone ; The red men are no more ; The palefaced ...
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| Título | The Poets of America: Illustrated by One of Her Painters... |
| Editor | John Keese |
| Ilustrado por | John Gadsby Chapman |
| Editor | C. Tilt, 1840 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad Estatal de Ohio |
| Digitalizado | 4 Ago. 2014 |
| ISBN | 0608416118, 9780608416113 |
| Largo | 284 páginas |
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