The Old-Fashioned Garden (John Russell Hayes Poems)
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
THERE were many flowers in my mother's garden, Sword-leaved gladiolus, taller far than I,Sticky-leaved petunias, pink and purple-flaring, Velvet-painted pansies staring at ...
O Lord, grant that in some wayit may rain every day,Say from about midnight until three o'clockin the morning,But, You ...
A black cat among roses, Phlox, lilac-misted under a first-quarter moon, The sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The ...
The downs will lose the sun, white alyssumLose the bees' hum;But head and bottle tilted back in the cartWill never ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
STANDING IN EDEN 1 Poetry claimed me young on Skegness beach Before I was born I answered her cry For ...
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