October (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Ay, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath! When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, And suns grow meek, and ...
Ay, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath! When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, And suns grow meek, and ...
Some day I shall rise and leave my friends And seek you again through the world's far ends, You whom ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
I heard, could be, a Hey there from the wing, and I went on: Miss Bessie soundin good that one, ...
Throughout the course of the generations men constructed the night. At first she was blindness; thorns raking bare feet, fear ...
Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth, Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love, But where life throngs and ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
MY Peggy's face, my Peggy's form, The frost of hermit Age might warm; My Peggy's worth, my Peggy's mind, Might ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
Hidden, oh hidden in the high fog the house we live in, beneath the magnetic rock, rain-, rainbow-ridden, where blood-black ...
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of ...
Why is this age worse than earlier ages? In a stupor of grief and dread have we not fingered the ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
FATE gave the word, the arrow sped, And pierc'd my darling's heart; And with him all the joys are fled ...
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in ...
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
sway with me, everything sad -- madmen in stone houses without doors, lepers steaming love and song frogs trying to ...
good weather is like good women- it doesn't always happen and when it does it doesn't always last. man is ...
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