Charles Lotin Hildreth
Poems (3)
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At the Mermaid Inn
At table yonder sits the man we seek, / Beside the ingle, where the crimson flare … -
Implora Pace
I stood within the cypress gloom / Where old Ferrara’s dead are laid, … -
To an Obscure Poet Who Lives on My Hearth
Why shouldst thou cease thy plaintive song / When I draw near? …