Poems

The Child

The Child See yon blithe child that dances in our sight! Can gloomy shadows fall from one so bright? Fond mother, whence these fears? While buoyantly […]

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The Months

The Months January brings the snow, makes our feet and fingers glow. February brings the rain, Thaws the frozen lake again. March brings breezes loud and […]

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A Cry

A Cry Oh, there are eyes that he can see, And hands to make his hands rejoice, But to my lover I must be Only a […]

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