The Brook And Its Children (Hilda Conkling Poems)
O brook, running down your mossy way,I hear only your voiceAnd the murmuring fir-trees;Where are your children?Where are the magic ...
O brook, running down your mossy way,I hear only your voiceAnd the murmuring fir-trees;Where are your children?Where are the magic ...
I O tranquil meadows, grassy Tantramar, Wide marshes ever washed in clearest air, Whether beneath the ...
I.-TRIOLET. Warm from the wall she chose a peach, ...
IWe look for her that sunlike stoodUpon the forehead of our day,An orb of nations, radiating foodFor body and for ...
Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.I loved light ever, light in eye and brain-No tapers mirrored in ...
INow farewell to you! you areOne of my dearest, whom I trust:Now follow you the Western star,And cast the old ...
Never say aught in verse, or grave or gay,That you in prose would hesitate to say.Never in rhyme pretend to ...
As, in the lonely night, Above the silvered fields and streams Where zephyr gently blows, And myriad objects vague, Illusions, ...
Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary. Hear me! I am very weary. I have come from a village miles away, ...
What do they think has happened, the old fools, To make them like this? Do they somehow suppose It's more ...
Happy is England! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own; To feel no other breezes ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
For the Visitors' Book at the Inn Who long for rest, who look for pleasure Away from counter, court, or ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
I Immense, august, like some Titanic bloom, The mighty choir unfolds its lithic core, Petalled with panes of azure, gules ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
(November, 1863) A kindling impulse seized the host Inspired by heaven's elastic air; Their hearts outran their General's plan, Though ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
In Springfield, Illinois IT is portentious, and a thing of state That here at midnight, in our little town A ...
I. The storm that snapped our fate's one ship in twain Hath blown my half o' the wreck from thine ...
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