Scene in a Vermont Winter
’T IS a fearful night in the winter time,
As cold as it ever can be;
The roar of the blast is heard like the chimes
Of the waves on an angry sea.
The moon is full; but her silver light
The storm dashes out with its...
Charles Gamage Eastman
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The Farmer sat in his easy-chair,
Smoking his pipe of clay,
While his hale old wife, with busy care,
Was clearing the dinner away;
A sweet little girl, with fine blue eyes,
On her grandfather’s knee was catching flies.The old man laid his...
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Softly!
she is lying
With her lips apart;
Softly!
She is dying
Of a broken heart.Whisper!
Life is growing
Dim within her breast;
Whisper!
She is going
To her final rest....