Poems by Annie McCarer Darlington
The Old Oak Tree
... Life then seemed bright and free from care ...
A Birthday Greeting: To My Little Nephew
... I scarce can think six years have passed ...
Evening
... Blest hour of thought! to thy pure scene ...
Sweet Florida
... Thy rivers are broad and thy lakes fringed with grasses, ...
Murmurings
... Hoarsely groans the wild storm-demon, ...
