Epilogue (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Because thou wast most delicate, A woman fair for men to see, The earth did compass thy estate, Thou didst ...
Beyond the gates of Hercules The seven builders took the stone, Spurned everywhere in days of ease, Long lying loose ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when ...
Glorious daughter of time! Thou of the mild blue eye -- Thou of the virginal forehead --pallid, unfurrowed of tears-- ...
You have become a forge of snow-white fire, A crucible of molten steel, O France! Your sons are stars who ...
You have become a forge of snow-white fire,A crucible of molten steel, O France!Your sons are stars who cluster to ...
From the wide miles of autumn corn, Here to this sun-lit hill, The wind wails for a hope forlorn, And ...
'Twas the shrunken soul of the traitor That whined in a coign of the dark; And the fiends were aroused ...
With our hearts like drifting suns, had we but walked,As often before, the April fields till star-lightSilkened over with viewless ...
Spring and Summer, Fall and Winter and Spring,After each other drifting, past my window drifting!And I lay so many years ...
When conquerors lift the bloody shield, Showing the fallen's ooze of life, And on a waste of blasted field Joy ...
I looked like Abraham Lincoln.I was one of you, Spoon River, in all fellowship,But standing for the rights of property ...
Tell me ye King-craft of to-day Where is Athens, who made men free; Then sank into stupor by the way, ...
Dust of my dust, And dust with my dust, O, child who died as you entered the world, Dead with ...
The press of the Spoon River Clarion was wrecked,And I was tarred and feathered,For publishing this on the day the ...
You would not believe, would youThat I came from good Welsh stock?That I was purer blooded than the white trash ...
At four o'clock in late OctoberI sat alone in the country school-houseBack from the road 'mid stricken fields,And an eddy ...
I know that he told how I snared his soul With a snare which bled him to death. And all ...
Oh, you young radicals and dreamers,You dauntless fledglingsWho pass by my headstone,Mock not its record of my captaincy in the ...
She loved me. Oh! how she loved me!I never had a chance to escapeFrom the day she first saw me.But ...
I would have been as great as George EliotBut for an untoward fate.For look at the photograph of me made ...
Together in this grave lie Benjamin Painter, attorney at law, And Nig, his dog, constant companion, solace and friend. Down ...
Toward the lastThe truth of others was untruth to me;The justice of others injustice to me;Their reasons for death, reasons ...
Have you seen walking through the village A man with downcast eyes and haggard face? That is my husband who, ...
At first I suspected something —She acted so calm and absent-minded.And one day I heard the back door shut,As I ...
I am Minerva, the village poetess,Hooted at, jeered at by the Yahoos of the streetFor my heavy body, cock-eye, and ...
Oh many times did Ernest Hyde and IArgue about the freedom of the will.My favorite metaphor was Prickett's cowRoped out ...
Do you remember, O Delphic Apollo, The sunset hour by the river, when Mickey M'Grew Cried, "There's a ghost," and ...
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