English poem
Before the hill they landed, in sight of the leafy grove
by Mary Pickering Nichols (1829–1915)
Before the hill they landed, in sight of the leafy grove; Wary to be, and daring, them did it now behoove. First they dropped their anchors, deep the waters under; In a lonely spot were they hidden, where none could see, nor at their coming wonder.
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- Beneath the weight of the griffin forest trees broke down
- Beyond her wont a little to laugh had the maid begun
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