Fifty Years At The Altar (Abram Joseph Ryan Poems)
To Rev. Father E. Sourin, S.J., from A. J. Ryan; first, in memory of some happy hours passed in his ...
To Rev. Father E. Sourin, S.J., from A. J. Ryan; first, in memory of some happy hours passed in his ...
1. North Carolina, Washington and Baltimore. 2. An auto going south, and words in a room, And outside, pink of ...
Holy silence of Thanksgiving!With the presence of the living,With the peace the season takes,Falling with the falling snowflakes,After the harrowing ...
Away down South in the land of traitors,Rattlesnakes and alligators,Right away, come away, right away, come away.Where cotton's king and ...
For Ann London As you described your mastectomy in calm detail and bared your chest so I might see the ...
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed, To ease the strong of their burden, to ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Once riding in old Baltimore, Heart-filled, head-filled with glee; I saw a Baltimorean Keep looking straight at me. Now I ...
1 When the world turns completely upside down You say we'll emigrate to the Eastern Shore Aboard a river-boat from ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
POET. O A NEW song, a free song, Flapping, flapping, flapping, flapping, by sounds, by voices clearer, By the wind's ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
NEITHER rose leaves gathered in a jar-respectably in Boston-these-nor drops of Christ blood for a chalice-decently in Philadelphia or Baltimore. ...
A monosyllabic European called Sax Invents a horn, walla whirledy wah, a kind of twisted Brazen clarinet, but with its ...
In Baltimore there lived a boy. He wasn't anybody's joy. Although his name was Jabez Dawes, His character was full ...
'Twas in the year of 1886, and on the 29th of November, Which the surviving crew of the "Samuel Crawford" ...
THE DREAM This has nothing to do with war or the end of the world. She dreams there are gray ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
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