Peter Rugg the Bostonian (Louise Imogen Guiney Poems)
IThe mare is pawing by the oak,The chaise is cool and wideFor Peter Rugg the BostonianWith his little son beside;The ...
IThe mare is pawing by the oak,The chaise is cool and wideFor Peter Rugg the BostonianWith his little son beside;The ...
Cometh a voice:-'My children, hear; From the crowded street and the close-packed mart I call you back with my message ...
IKing of the perennial holly-groves, the riven sandstone: overlord of the M5: architect of the historic rampart and ditch, the ...
O! tenderly beautiful, beyond compare,Flushed from pale pink to deepest rosebud hue--Nurslings of tranquil sunshine and mild air,Of shadowless dawn, ...
MARK you not yon sad procession;'Mid the ruin'd abbey's gloom,Hastening to the worm's possession,To the dark and silent tomb!See the ...
FRAGRANT are the cedar-boughs stretching green and level,Feasting-halls where waxwings flit at their spicy revel,But O the pine, the questing ...
COMETH a voice:-'My children, hear; From the crowded street and the close-packed mart I call you back with my ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
"Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine." I left, to earth, a little maiden fair, With locks of ...
Dear Mother-Earth Of Titan birth, Yon hills are your large breasts, and often I Have climbed to their top-nipples, fain ...
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