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The Journals of Lewis & Clark: Lewis, August 2, 1805
Day 819 Day 821 Lewis, August 2, 1805 Friday August 2cd 1805. We resumed our march this morning at sunrise; the day was fair and wind from N. W. finding that the river still boar to the…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: May 12, 1805
by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark May 11, 1805May 13, 1805May 12, 1805 Sunday May 12th 1805. Set out at an early hour, the weather clear and Calm; I walked on shore this morning…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: May 23, 1805
by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark May 22, 1805May 24, 1805May 23, 1805 Thursday May 23rd 1805. Set out early this morning, the frost was severe last night, the ice appeared…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: October 16, 1804
by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark October 15, 1804October 17, 1804October 16, 1804 16th of October Tuesday 1804 Some rain this morning 2 Squars verry anxious to accompany us we…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: October 20, 1805
by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark October 19, 1805October 21, 1805October 20, 1805 October 20th 1805 Sunday a very cold morning wind S. W. about 100 Indians Came over this morning…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: January 28, 1806
by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark January 27, 1806January 29, 1806January 28, 1806 Wednesday January 28th 1806. Drewyer and Baptiest La Page set out this morning on a hunting…Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Sensitive Plant Part 2
by Percy Bysshe Shelley Part 1 Part 3 Part 2 There was a Power in this sweet place, An Eve in this Eden; a ruling Grace Which to the flowers, did they waken or dream, Was as God is to the…Poems: A Poison Tree
by WilliamBlakeInfant SorrowA Little Boy LostA Poison Tree I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow…A Boy's Will: Flower-gathering
by Robert Frost A Prayer in SpringRose PogoniasFlower-gathering nor yet in any spur it may be to ambition. I LEFT you in the morning, And in the morning glow, You walked a way beside…The Celtic Twilight: Into the Twilight
by W. B. Yeats By the RoadsideInto the Twilight Out-worn heart, in a time out-worn, Come clear of the nets of wrong and right; Laugh, heart, again in the gray twilight;…