The Elf (Mary Webb Poems)
A fair town is Shrewsbury--The world overYou'll hardly find a fairer,In its fields of cloverAnd rest-harrow, ringedBy hills where curlews ...
A fair town is Shrewsbury--The world overYou'll hardly find a fairer,In its fields of cloverAnd rest-harrow, ringedBy hills where curlews ...
To G.E.M.'Tis a little room, my friend—Baby walks from end to end;All the things look sadly realThis hot noontide unideal;Vaporous ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
IHeavily my desk uponLay a Hebrew Lexicon.As I pried into the tomeI thought me of Saint Hierome,By the Jew tormented ...
No time shall want its verse superbly wrought,For aye sweet Poesy renews her youth,Hangs songs like hawthorn from the sharpest ...
THE April rains are past, the frosts austere, -The flowers are hungering for the genial sun,The snow 's dissolved, the ...
Ah, stay thy treacherous hand, forbear to trace Those faultless forms of elegance and grace! Ah, cease to spread the ...
Day of mist: day of tarnish with hands unserviceable, I wait for the milk van the one-eared cat laps its ...
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