Malcolm’s Katie: A Love Story – Part IV. (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North WindAnd rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines,And wrestl'd with the giants ...
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North WindAnd rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines,And wrestl'd with the giants ...
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc'd our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had ...
The South Wind laid his moccasins aside,Broke his gay calumet of flow'rs, and castHis useless wampun, beaded with cool dews,Far ...
Ah! weary Priest! — with pale hands pressedOn thy throbbing brow of pain,Baffled in thy life-long quest,Overworn with toiling vain,How ...
October's leaf was sere; The day was dark and drear.Wild war was loosed in rage o'er our quiet country then; When at ...
On through the mist of the morning,On through the midday glare;A hard, rough ride by the Rosebud's side,Cutting swaths through ...
Pink pueblos line the plazalittered with a motley crewfronts the waning fall fiestaas the sunset clouds imbruethe skyline streaming bloodand ...
IOh, for the power to call to aid, of mineOwn humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine.Then might she fitly ...
Sing muse! of Saville and the direful dayWhen beauty fell, to ruthless hands a prey;And life a sacrifice to savage ...
IAs in the long dead days marauding hostsOf Indians came from far Siberian coasts,And drove the peaceful Aztecs from their ...
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc'd our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had ...
Fort Dearborn is a strong and goodly place,And o'er the frontier looks with valiant faceTo greet the hostile tread of ...
The idle winds at dawn that strayedThro' wavy depths of joyous shade,The early chirp of breeze-swung boughs,The carol of the ...
IWhere the sun sinks through leagues of arid sky, Where the sun dies o'er leagues of arid plain,Where the dead ...
The Legend of Love-Sick Lake WHEN you wander alone through the forest And list to the murmuring song,If your heart ...
THEY call me now the Indian Priest,Their fathers' fathers did not so,The very Mandan name hath ceasedFrom speech since fifty ...
The Great White North is calling- s'hosh! it's got a lot to say- Let us listen while it cracks its ...
'Twas a winter night at the Diamond Bar,The wind was blowin' cold.The Dipper swung 'round the dim North StarAnd the ...
1911 When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride, He shouts to scare the monster, who will often ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
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