Kinship (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
A lily grew in the tangle, In a flame red garment dressed,And many a ruby spangle Besprinkled her tawny breast.And the silken ...
A lily grew in the tangle, In a flame red garment dressed,And many a ruby spangle Besprinkled her tawny breast.And the silken ...
YOU 'VE seen a sky, besprent with mistAcross the sleepy amethyst,Break when the western wind has sentHis harriers to the ...
SUNSET, the god-like artist, paints on airPictures of loveliness and terror blent!Lo! yonder clouds, like mountains tempest-rent,Through whose abysmal depths ...
My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies,To crimson with sunshine and swell with the dew.Warmed by your smile ...
, The wrathful winter, 'proaching on apace, With blustering blasts had all ybar'd the treen, And old Saturnus, ...
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
The silken sail, which caught the summer breeze,Drove the light vessel through the azure seas;Upon the lofty deck, Dame Sigrid ...
Two angels, as I grew up glad and gay From golden infancy,Were with me, walking all along the way On ...
But in her Temple's last recess inclos'd, On Dulness' lap th' Anointed head repos'd. Him close she curtains round with ...
December: ?gloga Duodecima.He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe, All in the shadowe of a bushy brere, That Colin hight, ...
As I walked of late by 'an' wood side,To God for to meditate was my entent,Where under a hawthorne I ...
Glorious daughter of time! Thou of the mild blue eye -- Thou of the virginal forehead --pallid, unfurrowed of tears-- ...
Oh say not that no perfume dwells;The wilding flowers among,Say not that in the forest dellsIs heard no voice of ...
FATE brooded darkly o'er the ancient world, Athens and Rome beneath her shadow dwelt; The snaky terror of her eye ...
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Fallen pile! I ask not what has been thy fate; But when the winds, slow wafted from the main, Through ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
EXULT MY MUSE! exult to see Each envious, waspish, jealous thing, Around its harmless venom fling, And dart its powerless ...
Through seas of dreams and seas of phantasies, Through seas of solitudes and vacancies, And through my Self, the deepest ...
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