Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children (1922)
Sylvester, Charles Herbert · Chicago : Bellows-Reeve · leaf 354
ls the fierce cormorant,Seeking some rocky haunt, With his prey laden,So toward the open main,Beating to sea again,Through the wild hurricane Bore I the maiden. Three weeks we westward bore,And when the storm was oer,Cloud-like we saw the shoreStretching to lee-ward;There for my ladys bowerBuilt I… … THREE WEEKS WE WESTWARD BORE She had forgot her fears, She was a mother;Death closed her mild blue eyes,Under that tower she lies;Neer shall the sun arise On such another! Still grew my bosom then,Still as a stagnant fen! 10. At Newport in Rhode Island is an old stone tower, whichtradition says was…
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