Unfinished History (Archibald MacLeish Poems)
WE HAVE loved each other in this time twenty yearsAnd with such love as few men have in them even ...
WE HAVE loved each other in this time twenty yearsAnd with such love as few men have in them even ...
Over the hills and far away,A little boy steals from his morning playAnd under the blossoming apple-treeHe lies and he ...
THROUGH the air with a sound of wings,And a sea-wave's glistening rise and fall,In the apple-tree Marian swings.Like a skylark ...
HER lute hangs shadowed in the apple-tree, While flashing fingers weave the sweet-strung spell Between its chords; and as the ...
Love to his singer held a glistening leaf,And said: "The rose-tree and the apple-treeHave fruits to vaunt or flowers to ...
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
Dear child! how radiant on thy mother's knee, With merry-making eyes and jocund smiles, Thou gazest at the painted tiles, ...
Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the ...
Once more the cauldron of the sun Smears the bookcase with winy red, And here my page is, and there ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
Maud Muller on a summer's day Raked the meadow sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of ...
1 WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the ...
Old John had an apple-tree, healthy and green, Which bore the best codlins that ever were seen, So juicy, so ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
A wrinkled crabbed man they picture thee, Old Winter, with a rugged beard as grey As the long moss upon ...
for Christopher Smart When winter was half over God sent three angels to the apple-tree Who said to her "Be ...
My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree ...
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
When the sun Shines through the leaves of the apple-tree, When the sun Makes shadows of the leaves of the ...
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