To Flora (John Hay Poems)
When April woke the drowsy flowers, And vagrant odors thronged the breeze,And bluebirds wrangled in the bowers, And daisies flashed along the ...
When April woke the drowsy flowers, And vagrant odors thronged the breeze,And bluebirds wrangled in the bowers, And daisies flashed along the ...
No, this is January, dear, The almanac's untrue; For roaring Boreas, 'tis clear, In sleet and snow and atmosphere, Will be the monarch of ...
MaY is a pious fraud of the almanac.A ghastly parody of real SpringShaped out of snow and breathed with eastern ...
HOPE not, beloved, to fathom with futile endeavour,Weaving devices of playing-cards ranged in a row,Knowledge to-day of the way that ...
Pixie, kobold, elf, and spriteAll are on their rounds to-night,-In the wan moon's silver rayThrives their helter-skelter play.Fond of cellar, ...
Saturday always means a pail of open oysters and agaping plank, over there, in the corner of the woodwhere Oger, ...
A BALL of fire shoots through the tamarackIn scarlet splendor, on voluptuous wings;Delirious joy the pyrotechnist brings,Who marks for us ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. A Public Breakfast. Motives for the same.--A List of the ...
We've billiards, bowls an' tennis courts, we've teas an' motor-rides;We've concerts nearly every night, an' 'eaps o' things besides;We've all ...
WHILE young Christmas, long ago,Tossed about his balls of snow,Skated on the frozen mere,Closely wrapped in wintry gear,Or in firelight's ...
Sky-man in a manholewith astronomy for dream,astrology for nightmare;fat man full of proverbs,the language of lean years,living in square afteralmanac ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
It was not dying: everybody died. It was not dying: we had died before In the routine crashes-- and our ...
HAS there any old fellow got mixed with the boys? If there has, take him out, without making a noise. ...
In a land of thinkers, of revolutionaries breaking free of an empire, needing their wits their guile, to hide behind ...
Air a-gittin' cool an' coolah, Frost a-comin' in de night, Hicka' nuts an' wa'nuts fallin', Possum keepin' out o' sight. ...
I know some lonely Houses off the Road A Robber'd like the look of -- Wooden barred, And Windows hanging ...
September rain falls on the house. In the failing light, the old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
Boss of all bosses of the universe. Mr. know-it-all, wheeler-dealer, wire-puller, And whatever else you're good at. Go ahead, shuffle ...
Better that every fiber crack and fury make head, blood drenching vivid couch, carpet, floor and the snake-figured almanac vouching ...
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