Flowers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Three flowers bloom each day Falsely fragile Queen Anne's Lace Clump of effervescent Daisies A singular Black-eyed Susan Wildflowers all ...
Three flowers bloom each day Falsely fragile Queen Anne's Lace Clump of effervescent Daisies A singular Black-eyed Susan Wildflowers all ...
In spite of all the learn'd have said; I still my old opinion keep, The posture, that we give the ...
THE Queen of Birds, t'encrease the Regal Stock, Had hatch'd her young Ones in a stately Oak, Whose Middle-part was ...
Tis true of courage I'm no mistress No Boadicia nor Thalestriss Nor shall I e'er be famed hereafter For such ...
It were after the Battle of Crecy- The foe all lay dead on the ground- And King Edward went out ...
as if it were a scene made-up by the mind, that is not mine, but is a made place, that ...
Image of her whom I love, more than she, Whose fair impression in my faithful heart Makes me her medal, ...
You said that I "was Great" -- one Day -- Then "Great" it be -- if that please Thee -- ...
Not any higher stands the Grave For Heroes than for Men -- Not any nearer for the Child Than numb ...
I'm ceded -- I've stopped being Theirs -- The name They dropped upon my face With water, in the country ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
A part, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
A part, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
Sister of love-lorn Poets, Philomel! How many Bards in city garret pent, While at their window they with downward eye ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
In our dainty little kitchen, Where my aproned wife is queen Over all the tin-pan people, In a realm exceeding ...
Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West, That fearest nor sea ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
I Lady and Queen and Mystery manifold And very Regent of the untroubled sky, Whom in a dream St. Hilda ...
WHITE maiden with the russet hair, Whose garments, through their holes, declare That poverty is part of you, And beauty ...
I. Let them fight it out, friend! things have gone too far. God must judge the couple: leave them as ...
1 It once might have been, once only: 2 We lodged in a street together, 3 You, a sparrow on ...
Chorus-O lay thy loof in mine, lass, In mine, lass, in mine, lass; And swear on thy white hand, lass, ...
In the cold, cold parlor my mother laid out Arthur beneath the chromographs: Edward, Prince of Wales, with Princess Alexandra, ...
ONE Queen Artemisia, as old stories tell, When deprived of her husband she loved so well, In respect for the ...
FAIR Empress of the Poet's soul, And Queen of Poetesses; Clarinda, take this little boon, This humble pair of glasses: ...
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