The Watchers (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
The moonlight fell down calm and clear, and sheeted The ...
The moonlight fell down calm and clear, and sheeted The ...
. "Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In ...
RELENTLESS war, must still thy dreaded callThe tender lover from his mistress part?From beauty's eyes bid tears of anguish fall,And ...
HE asked me of my friend - "a clever man;Such various talent, business, journalism;A pen that might some day have ...
BENEATH a father's roof two brethren dwelt,And each domestic comfort truly felt;What farther pleasure could their souls require?The happy sons ...
She leaned o'er her latticed casement, The Flower of Wensleydale; 'Twas St Agnes Eve at midnight, Through the mist the ...
ONE morning, my heart can remember, I sat dreaming there, In the ...
"It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, ...
He: Blue, blue eternally, dark waves and skyBlue - and beyond unending deeps of blue,This and the emerald earth, the ...
THROUGH the stench and smoke of pipe andstale cigar -Black coats, black hats, and raucous tones,bleared eyes.Quick, past them - ...
BLACK, frost-cold distance, sparsely honey-combed With hollow shells of glimmering golden light; Mere amber bubbles floating through the night, Lit ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
No, she said, I never knew it was your first. It doesn't matter anyway. I always had an inkling that ...
The little voices of the prairie dogs Are tireless . . . They will give three hurrahs Alike to stage, ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Do you remember the name I wore - The old pet-name of Little Queen - In the dear, dead days ...
"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found Her master cold; for when the morning flush Of passion and the first embrace had ...
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
"Whether all towns and all who live in them- So long as they be somewhere in this world That we ...
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