William Howitt
Poems (3)
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A Summer Noon
Who has not dreamed a world of bliss / On a bright sunny noon like this, … -
The Departure of the Swallow
And is the swallow gone? / Who beheld it? … -
The Wind in a Frolic
The Wind one morning sprang up from sleep, / Saying, “Now for a frolic! now for a leap! …