George Pope Morris
Poems (9)
- Jeannie MarshJeannie marsh of Cherry Valley
- My Mother's BibleThis book is all that ’s left me now!
- My Mother’s BibleThis book is all that ’s left me now,—
- Near the LakeNear the lake where drooped the willow,
- The RetortOld Birch, who taught the village school,
- We Were Boys TogetherAnd never can forget
- Where Hudson's WaveWhere hudson’s wave o’er silvery sands
- Woodman, Spare That Tree!Touch not a single bough!
- “Woodman, spare that tree”Touch not a single bough!