Poems

Sonnet~

Sonnet~ Still is the night breeze!–not a lonely sound Steals through the silence of this dreary hour; O’er these high battlements Sleep reigns profound, And sheds […]

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A True Story

A True Story Little Ann and her mother were walking one day Through London’s wide city so fair, And business obliged them to go by the […]

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Deaf Martha

Deaf Martha Poor Martha is old, and her hair is turn’d grey, And her hearing has left her for many a year; Ten to one if […]

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Jane and Eliza

Jane and Eliza There were two little girls, neither handsome nor plain; One’s name was Eliza, the other’s was Jane: They were both of one height, […]

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