William Gilmore Simms
Poems (7)
- Mother and ChildThe Wind blew wide the casement, and within—
- Song in MarchNow are the winds about us in their glee,
- The Decay of a PeopleThis the true sign of ruin to a race—
- The Grape-Vine SwingLithe and long as the serpent train,
- The Lost PleiadNot in the sky,
- The Shaded WaterWhen that my mood is sad, and in the noise
- The Swamp FoxWe follow where the Swamp Fox guides,