Richard Henry Dana
Poems (4)
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Immortality
And do our loves all perish with our frames? / Do those that took their root and put forth buds, … -
The Chanting Cherubs
whence come ye, Cherubs? from the moon? / Or from a shining star? … -
The Little Beach-Bird
Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea, / Why takest thou its melancholy voice, … -
The Moss supplicateth for the Poet
Though i am humble, slight me not, / But love me for the Poet’s sake; …