Our taste is too delicate and particular. It says nay to the poet's work, but never yea to his hope.


A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers (ed. 1873)


Our taste is too delicate and particular. It says nay to the poet's work, but never yea to his hope.

Our taste is too delicate and particular. It says nay to the poet's work, but never yea to his hope.

Our taste is too delicate and particular. It says nay to the poet's work, but never yea to his hope.

Our taste is too delicate and particular. It says nay to the poet's work, but never yea to his hope.