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 ...
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 ...
Hear then of brawn-armed Samuel, Fair-haired and heavy-jaw; For he feared not the gates of hell, Spiked 'round with heaven's ...
If the grim Fates, to stave ennui, Play whips for fun, or snares for game, The liar full of ease ...
Spring and Summer, Fall and Winter and Spring,After each other drifting, past my window drifting!And I lay so many years ...
Dust of my dust, And dust with my dust, O, child who died as you entered the world, Dead with ...
They told me I had three months to live,So I crept to Bernadotte,And sat by the mill for hours and ...
In a lingering fever many visions come to you:I was in the little house againWith its great yard of cloverRunning ...
We stand about this place — we, the memories;And shade our eyes because we dread to read:"June 17th, 1884, aged ...
She took my strength by minutes, She took my life by hours, She drained me like a fevered moon That ...
What do you see now? Globes of red, yellow, purple. Just a moment! And now? My father and mother and ...
I loathed you, Spoon River. I tried to rise above you,I was ashamed of you. I despised youAs the place ...
I was the millinerTalked about, lied about,Mother of Dora,Whose strange disappearanceWas charged to her rearing.My eye quick to beautySaw much ...
Passer-by, sin beyond any sinIs the sin of blindness of souls to other souls.And joy beyond any joy is the ...
As to democracy, fellow citizens,Are you not prepared to admitThat I, who inherited riches and was to the manor born,Was ...
Why did you bruise me with your rough placesIf you did not want me to tell you about them?And stifle ...
Not "a youth with hoary head and haggard eye,"But an old man with a smooth skinAnd black hair!I had the ...
Have you seen walking through the village A man with downcast eyes and haggard face? That is my husband who, ...
Do you remember, passer-by, the path I wore across the lot where now stands the opera house, Hasting with swift ...
I reached the highest place in Spoon River, But through what bitterness of spirit! The face of my father, sitting ...
They brought me ambrotypes Of the old pioneers to enlarge. And sometimes one sat for me- Some one who was ...
Do you remember, O Delphic Apollo, The sunset hour by the river, when Mickey M'Grew Cried, "There's a ghost," and ...
She took my strength by the minutes, She took my life by hours, She drained me like a fevered moon ...
Dust of my dust, And dust with my dust, O, child who died as you entered the world, Dead with ...
We stand about this place -- we, the memories; And shade our eyes because we dread to read: "June 17th, ...
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