Red Carnations (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
One time in Arcadie's fair bowersThere met a bright immortal band,To choose their emblems from the flowersThat made an Eden ...
One time in Arcadie's fair bowersThere met a bright immortal band,To choose their emblems from the flowersThat made an Eden ...
O rising Sun, so fair and gay,What are you bringing me, I pray,Of sorrow or of joy to-day?You look as ...
O the force of Runic verses, O the mighty strength of songCannot baffle all the curses Which to mortal state ...
After you have enriched your soulTo the highest point,With books, thought, suffering, the understanding of many personalities,The power to interpret ...
LEADER. LET no cares now hover o'er us Let the wine unsparing run! Wilt thou swell our merry chorus? Hast ...
Of Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
When sunset, a brass gong, vibrate through Couva, is then I see my soul, swiftly unsheathed, like a white cattle ...
The light of evening, Lissadell, Great windows open to the south, Two girls in silk kimonos, both Beautiful, one a ...
I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night With open ...
You call me an angel of love and of light, A being of goodness and heavenly fire, Sent out from ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
Thy petals yet are closely curled, Rose of the world, Around their scented, golden core; Nor yet has Summer purpled ...
Between me and the sunset, like a dome Against the glory of a world on fire, Now burned a sudden ...
Beyond the land where Leichhardt went, Beyond Sturt's Western track, The rolling tide of change has sent Some strange J.P.'s ...
The air is a mill of hooks -- Questions without answer, Glittering and drunk as flies Whose kiss stings unbearably ...
After you have enriched your soul To the highest point, With books, thought, suffering, the understanding of many personalities, The ...
This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes, Thorn-blossom lifting ...
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