Trifles (John Charles McNeill Poems)
What shall I bring you, sweet?A posy prankt with every April hue:The cloud-white daisy, violet sky-blue,Shot with the primrose sunshine ...
What shall I bring you, sweet?A posy prankt with every April hue:The cloud-white daisy, violet sky-blue,Shot with the primrose sunshine ...
On this day of sky-blue bearsRunning across quiet eyelashes,I divine beyond the blue watersIn the cup of my eyes an ...
for all my love - brother Angelyou gave me gold for the backgroundand a sky-blue dressyou pinned a pair of ...
Out where the sky and the sky-blue sea Merge in a mist of sheen,There started a vision of silver things,A leap and ...
Nature's the same as Rome, was reflected in it.We see images of its civic mightIn the clear air, as in ...
THE RIVAL SUITORSWainamoinen, old and truthful,Long considered, long debated,How to woo and win the daughterOf the hostess of Pohyola,How to ...
DEATH OF LEMMINKAINEN.Lemminkainen, much disheartened,Deeply thought and long considered,What to do, what course to follow,Whether best to leave the wild-mooseIn ...
KULLERVO AS A SHEPHERD.Kullerwoinen, wizard-servantOf the blacksmith, Ilmarinen,Purchased slave from Untamoinen,Magic son with sky-blue stockings.,With a head of golden ringlets,In ...
YOU ruffled black blossom,You glossy dark wind.Your sort of gorgeousness,Dark and lustrousAnd skinny repulsiveAnd poppy-glossy,Is the gorgeousness that evokes my ...
IOn a little piece of wood,Mr. Spikky Sparrow stood;Mrs. Sparrow sate close by,A-making of an insect pie,For her little children ...
"WHEN winter's cold tempests and snows are no more, Green meadows and brown-furrowed fields reappearing, The fishermen hauling their ...
SETTLE doon, my Poppet joy,Noo t' birds an' t' beasts are sleepin',Settle doon, my bonnie boy,T' breet stars ther watch ...
The sheep are down at the water, a-drinkin' their bloomin' fill,An' me and the dog are dozin', as herders and ...
When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nights; -- When the ...
Gone now the baby's nurse, a lioness who ruled the roost and made the Mother cry. She used to tie ...
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day: Blueberries as ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
I am standing on a disused iron bridge that was erected in 1902, according to the iron plaque bolted into ...
A ball will bounce; but less and less. It's not A light-hearted thing, resents its own resilience. Falling is what ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
There was a saviour Rarer than radium, Commoner than water, crueller than truth; Children kept from the sun Assembled at ...
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