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With the sweet airs of Spring , the Robin comes , And in her simple song there
seems to gush A strain of sorrow when she visiteth Her last year's withered nest .
But when the gloom Of the deep twilight falls , she takes her perch Upon the red ...
With the sweet airs of Spring , the Robin comes , And in her simple song there
seems to gush A strain of sorrow when she visiteth Her last year's withered nest .
But when the gloom Of the deep twilight falls , she takes her perch Upon the red ...
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TO A HUMMING - BIRD . 125 The green and spangled dell , For thee diffuses its
sweet scent and hue ; Thou drinkest , from the tulip's ample bell , The late and
early dew . I love , sweet bird ! to see Thy crimson plumage in the morning clear.
TO A HUMMING - BIRD . 125 The green and spangled dell , For thee diffuses its
sweet scent and hue ; Thou drinkest , from the tulip's ample bell , The late and
early dew . I love , sweet bird ! to see Thy crimson plumage in the morning clear.
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Then sleep , ma'am , if you please , As you did yesterday in that sweet spot Down
by the fountain ; where you seated you To read the last new novel - what d'ye call'
tThe Prairie , was it not ? It was , my love , And there , as I remember , your ...
Then sleep , ma'am , if you please , As you did yesterday in that sweet spot Down
by the fountain ; where you seated you To read the last new novel - what d'ye call'
tThe Prairie , was it not ? It was , my love , And there , as I remember , your ...
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... and the sweet birds sang Their madrigals ; while the fresh springing waters ,
Just stirring the green fern that bathed within them , Leaped joyful o'er their fairy
mound of rock , And fell in music — then passed prattling on , Between the
flowery ...
... and the sweet birds sang Their madrigals ; while the fresh springing waters ,
Just stirring the green fern that bathed within them , Leaped joyful o'er their fairy
mound of rock , And fell in music — then passed prattling on , Between the
flowery ...
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Tis sweet , to remember ! I would not forego The charm which the Past o'er the
Present can throw , For all the gay visions that Fancy may weave In her web of
illusion , that shines to deceive . We know not the future , —the past we have felt ...
Tis sweet , to remember ! I would not forego The charm which the Past o'er the
Present can throw , For all the gay visions that Fancy may weave In her web of
illusion , that shines to deceive . We know not the future , —the past we have felt ...
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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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