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The Fugitive Mary Darby Robinson	Beside the woodland glen; or stretch'd along On the green slope, watch his slow wasting form Reflected, trembling,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ghosts Of The Trees Isabella Valancy Crawford	Too angry-strong for the emerald gyves, Of woodland cell where the meek dove...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Glow-Worm To Her Love Edith Nesbit	And lulls the restless woodland things Within its...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Grand Seigneur William Henry Drummond	Thro' the woodland depths on his charger grey To the huntsman's cottage he rides away, And the maiden lists to a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Grave By The Lake John Greenleaf Whittier	All fair flowers its banks adorn; All the woodland's voices meet, Mingling with its murmurs...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Greek Boy William Cullen Bryant	Thine ears have drunk the woodland strains Heard by old poets, and thy veins Swell with the blood of demigods, That slumber in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Green Thicket Cicely Fox Smith	For to smell the young woodland and hear the bird sing, Oh, long did I loiter and dream by the way, All in a green thicket...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Harvest Moon Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	On gilded vanes And roofs of villages, on woodland crests And their aerial neighborhoods of nests Deserted, on the curtained window-panes Of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Hermit Thrush Henry Van Dyke	Now, hermit of the woodland, fill anew The cool, green cup of air with harmony, And we will drink the wine of love with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Home of My Heart Francis William Bourdillon	Where the trees stand apart, Over grassland and woodland may be You will catch the faint gleam of the sea From the home of my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE HORSEMAN Derrick E Carey	Circles above him While the woodland Wolves stalked and Tracked him from The brush Howling to the rest Of the pack along...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Huskers John Greenleaf Whittier	first sharp frosts had fallen, leaving all the woodlands gay With the hues of summer's rainbow, or the meadow flowers of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Indian Girl's Lament William Cullen Bryant	And wildly, in her woodland tongue, This sad and simple lay she...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lady Of La Garaye - Part III Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	paths she ne'er again may see, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lake of the Thousand Isles Evan MacColl	And the calm of a woodland life; I would shun the road by ambition trod, And the lore which the heart defiles;-- ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lakeside John Greenleaf Whittier	Thy tender love I see, In radiant hill and woodland dim, And tinted sunset...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Envoy Edith Nesbit	THIS wind, that through the silent woodland blows, O'er rippling corn and dreaming...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Walk In Autumn John Greenleaf Whittier	Makes autumn's dropping woodlands gay, What airs outblown from ferny dells, And clover-bloom and sweetbrier smells, What songs...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Word Sir Henry Newbolt	'...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of Poor Louise Sir Walter Scott	Ah, maids, beware the woodland way, Think on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Legend of La Brea Charles Kingsley	Chip-chip, conch, flamingo red, Woodland paui, horned screamer, And blue ramier...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lonely Dancer Richard Le Gallienne	And dance within my lonely brain- The swaying woodland shod in green, The ghostly dancers of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Longest Day George Meredith	Moist and chill the woodland smells From the fern-covered hollows uprise; Darkness drops not from the skies, But shadows...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lord of the Isles: Canto I. Sir Walter Scott	And green Loch-Alline's woodland shore, As if wild woods and waves had pleasure In listing to the lovely...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lumbermen John Greenleaf Whittier	WILDLY round our woodland quarters Sad-voiced Autumn grieves; Thickly...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)