The Voyage (Alice Guerin Crist Poems)
We planned a glorious voyage, my Captain bold and I,To sail in bliss on summer seas while halcyon days went ...
We planned a glorious voyage, my Captain bold and I,To sail in bliss on summer seas while halcyon days went ...
I often pause to contemplateThe sadly barren mental stateOf persons whom it is my fate To meet on Monday morning.They ...
'Tis twilight dim; the musing dreamer sitsBefore his hearth, the sunset on his brow,And thus he ponders ere the birth ...
I am singing a song to the boys to-day,A song of the home that is far away.And I know that ...
Fair shone the rising sky,The dewdrops clad wi' mony a dye,Larks lilting pibrochs high,To welcome day's returning.The spreading hills, the ...
Say, O wander-lover, say,What is May in Umbria?Days that never dim nor darkle;Nights that spangle, nights that sparkle;Dawns that flame ...
Life to her was a perfect flower, And every petal a jeweled hour, Till all at once--we know ...
yon bird of Mrs. Buffey's singsAs if he'd see a hundred springs;When snow lies deep on t' road to t' ...
How still it is! Sunshine itself here falls In quiet shafts of light through the high trees Which, arching, make ...
When, foot to wheel and back to wind, The helmsman dare not look behind, But hears beyond his compass-light, The ...
Bright sari in a darkened street - the lilting grey of Yorkshire sky; rust requiems for demolished mills - repeating ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
--New Orleans, November 1910 Four weeks have passed since I left, and still I must write to you of no ...
in brussels, eye sat in the grand place cafe & heard duke's place, played after salsa between the old majestic ...
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass ...
Oh, how good it is to be Foot-loose and heart-free! Just my dog and pipe and I, underneath the vast ...
'The effect of our bombardment was terrific. One man told me he had never seen so many dead before.' -War ...
What guts he had, the Dago lad Who fought that Frenchman grim with guile; For nigh an hour they milled ...
He'd have given me rolling lands, Houses of marble, and billowing farms, Pearls, to trickle between my hands, Smoldering rubies, ...
I Throughout the afternoon I watched them there, Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fantastic in the misty air, ...
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