And if life comes with cross and care, Gerald Massey. So in my heart did love awake William Leggett. September Thy shield is the red harvest moon, suspended Thine almoner, the wind, scatters the golden leaves. LONGFELLOW. Around her feet domestic duties meet, Montgomery. Home! you are merry; this retired spot September 2. John Tobin. Though Greek and Latin be the lady's boast, John G. Saxe. And I loved her the more when I heard September 3. William Shenstone. Whene'er she speaks, my ravish'd ear Lord Lyttelton. Whereso'er I am, below, or else above you, Whereso'er you are, my heart shall truly love you. Thomas Sylvestre. |