Hymn to Life: Hurdcott Camp (John William Streets Poems)
I hear thy voice in the lonely pinesWhen the winds arise in their unknown lair;In the rush of waves in ...
I hear thy voice in the lonely pinesWhen the winds arise in their unknown lair;In the rush of waves in ...
Night broodeth o'er the solitude sereneAs some glad mother o'er her first-born child,Pouring her gladness on the shadowy sceneIn floods ...
O lord Increate, who will serve Thee?Every votary offers his worship to the God of his own creation: each day ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloudAnd the cold clear dark of starlight fell,He heard in his blood the ...
NEVERMORE Shall the shepherds of Arcady follow Pan's moods as he lolls by the shore Of the mere, or lies ...
Twilight is spacious, near things in it seem far, And distant things seem near. Now in the green west hangs ...
PERCHANCE the dying gods of Earth Are destined to another birth, And worn-out creeds regain their worth In the kindly ...
Too long, alas, too longMy patient heart enduresThis deep and desperate wrong-To walk on fallen ways afar from yours.O pain ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
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