Fuscara; or, the Bee Errant (John Cleveland Poems)
Nature's confectioner, the bee(Whose suckets are moist alchemy,The still of his refining moldMinting the garden into gold),Having rifled all the ...
Nature's confectioner, the bee(Whose suckets are moist alchemy,The still of his refining moldMinting the garden into gold),Having rifled all the ...
I.Laura, my Laura! 'Yes, mother!' 'I want you, Laura; come down.''What is it, mother—what, dearest? O your loved face how ...
I asked of my Muse, had she any objection To laughing with me,--not a word for reply!You see, it is Sfere, ...
How long will this harp which you once loved to hearCheat your lips of a smile or your eyes of ...
The bright sun is hidden, the night shows its faceThe night's hair is spread on shoulders of the earthThis black ...
Shall it be said that the wind's gone overThe hill this night, and no ghost there?Not the shape of an ...
I chose me a lovely garden,Beneath whose ivied wallA lake's blue wavelets murmurAs evening shadows fall,--A garden, whose leafy windowsFrame ...
Hark! In the air, around, above,The Angelic Music soars and swells,And, in the Garden that I love,I hear the sound ...
FOOLS can parrot-cry the prophet when the proof is close at hand,And the blind can see the danger when the ...
SHE left the festival, for it seem'd dimNow that her eye no longer dwelt on him,And sought her chamber,--gazed, (then ...
There was a king in China.He sat in a garden under a moon of goldwhile a black slave scratched his ...
. I.Adieu, New-England's smiling meads, Adieu, the flow'ry plain:I leave thine op'ning charms, O spring, And tempt the roaring main. II.In vain for ...
The Squire sat propped in a pillowed chair,His eyes were alive and clear of care,But well he knew that the ...
1Wake! For the Sun, who scattered into flightThe Stars before him from the Field of Night,Drives Night along with them ...
The roar of the city is low, Muffled by new-fallen snow,And the sign of the wintry moon is small and round ...
'Come forth!' my catbird calls to me, 'And hear me sing a cavatinaThat, in this old familiar tree, Shall hang a garden ...
AGAINST the wooded hills it stands,Ghost of a dead home, staring throughIts broken lights on wasted landsWhere old-time harvests grew.Unploughed, ...
When we went hunting the Dragon In the days when we were young, We tossed the bright world over our shoulder As bugle ...
Me so oft my fancy drewHere and there, that I ne'er knewWhere to place desire beforeSo that range it might ...
The heavens, O Lord! Thy power proclaim,And the earth echoes back Thy name;Ten thousand voices speak Thy might,And day to ...
White Rose, talk to me!I don't know what to do.Why do you say no word to me,Who say so much ...
All the loud winds were in the garden wood,All shadows joyfuller than lissom houndsDoubled in chasing, all exultant cloudsThat ever ...
THROUGH the light curtains came the perfumed air,And flung them back and show'd a garden, whereThe eye could just catch ...
Fragments 91, 92, 99, 106, 104, 103, 100, 105, 101, 102, 96, 109, 93, 94, 97, 95, and 133 combined.Raise ...
1.My love plays piano and his foot hovers above the pedal.Sustain, they call it when the note floatslike a basketball ...
In the minister's morning sermonHe had told of the primal fall,And how thenceforth the wrath of GodRested on each and ...
"Daughter," said the ancient father, pausing by the evening sea,"Turn thy face towards the sunset — turn thy face and ...
It came to me in my sleep, And I rose from my sleep and went Out in the night to weep, Over the ...
IN A STRANGE LAND.By an unnamed river-anchorage have we raised a shrine to Apollo. If these strange winds cool the ...
Helper and more than helper! In thissphereYou are supreme and I subordinate.Yours was the artist's eye with vision clearThat made ...
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