Golden Leaves from the American PoetsGeorge Routledge, 1864 - 532 Seiten |
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... SWEET HOME . ID pleasures and palaces though we may roam , MID Be it ever so humble , there's no place like home ! A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there , Which seek through the world , is ne'er met with elsewhere . Home ...
... SWEET HOME . ID pleasures and palaces though we may roam , MID Be it ever so humble , there's no place like home ! A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there , Which seek through the world , is ne'er met with elsewhere . Home ...
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... sweet , Memories still fondly cherished , Of love that blossomed at my feet , Whose odours still my senses greet , E'en though the flowers have perished : Visions of pleasures passed away That charmed me in life's earlier day . The ...
... sweet , Memories still fondly cherished , Of love that blossomed at my feet , Whose odours still my senses greet , E'en though the flowers have perished : Visions of pleasures passed away That charmed me in life's earlier day . The ...
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... sweet treasure swings , The honey - lover clings To the red flowers- So , lost in vivid light , So , rapt from day and night , I linger in delight , Enraptured o'er the vision - freighted hours . A Frank Lee Benedict . A PICTURE ...
... sweet treasure swings , The honey - lover clings To the red flowers- So , lost in vivid light , So , rapt from day and night , I linger in delight , Enraptured o'er the vision - freighted hours . A Frank Lee Benedict . A PICTURE ...
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ANONYMOUS PAGE | 1 |
BENJAMIN FRANKLIN | 9 |
MERCY WARREN | 17 |
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