Leigh Hunt Poems

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Leigh Hunt

The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
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god's light-houses
When night falls on the earth, the sea
From east to west lies twinkling bright
With shin... [read poem]
habeus corpus
My body, eh? Friend Death, how now?
Why all this tedious pomp of writ?
Thou hast reclaim... [read poem]
abou ben adhem
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And s... [read poem]
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