Love Sonnets (Charles Harpur Poems)
How beautiful doth the morning rise O'er the hills, as from her bower a bride ...
How beautiful doth the morning rise O'er the hills, as from her bower a bride ...
THE round world glows in its green and rose, And the full buds burst to bloom: The earth is ours ...
The Sun Child:Boys and girls, come out to play: The sun is up, the wind's astray, Early morning's gold is ...
It was down across the BrazosThat we rounded up to start,With about five thousand cattleFor the busy Kansas mart;There were ...
PART IThe auld wife sat at her ivied door, (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) A thing ...
O sun, shine hot on the river;For the ice is turning an ashen hue,And the still bright water is looking ...
Halcyons ye by the flowing sea Waves that warble twitteringly, Circling over ...
If instead of windows so amply Frozen to precious stones we had A few statues against azure skies,Or a columned ...
What hast thou done, my Darling, these two days? Felt lost and lonesome, missed me from thy life? Scorned self-content, ...
He comes unknown and heard and stands thereBreathes there hardly and hands gripFlesh and walking stick. Skips over moundsTo land ...
The fat man thought:In the evening I gladly walk in rubbers,But also when the streets are clean and spotless.I am ...
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most ...
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
MY mistress, where sits she? What is it that charms? The absent she's rocking, Held fast in her arms. In ...
Out of the mid-wood's twilight Into the meadow's dawn, Ivory limbed and brown-eyed, Flashes my Faun! He skips through the ...
That flower unseen, that gem of purest ray, Bright thoughts uncut by men: Strange that you need but speak them, ...
O year, grow slowly. Exquisite, holy, The days go on With almonds showing the pink stars blowing And birds in ...
To their Excellencies the Lords Justices of Ireland, The humble petition of Frances Harris, Who must starve and die a ...
No man can be a failure if he thinks he's a success; he may not own his roof-tree overhead, He ...
Come away! come away! there's a frost along the marshes, And a frozen wind that skims the shoal where it ...
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