Winter (Henry Vanderford Poems)
Written in the month of January, the ground covered with snow.'Tis winter, drear winter, and cold the winds blow,The ground ...
Written in the month of January, the ground covered with snow.'Tis winter, drear winter, and cold the winds blow,The ground ...
He capped a flask and hissed a quiet curse -Bleakly smiling, tapped a switch to bleedA pressure vessel. (Clearly what ...
FROM Nature and her sweet communion torn,O say what hand unpitying placed me here?Without a breeze my fading form to ...
There's a little worn-out pony this side of Hogan's shack With a snip upon his nuzzle and a mark upon ...
Winter has come in sackcloth and ashes (Penance for Summer's enverdured sheaves). Bitterly, cruelly, bleakly he lashes ...
The rose thou gav'st at parting-- Hast thou forgot the hour? The moon was on the river, The ...
Sharp wind, towering sky, apes howling mournfully;untouched island, white sand, birds flying in circles.Infinite forest, bleakly shedding leaf after leaf;inexhaustible ...
They hail me as one living, But don't they know That I have died of late years, Untombed although? I ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Weary way-wanderer languid and sick at heart Travelling painfully over the rugged road, Wild-visag'd Wanderer! ah for thy heavy chance! ...
Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall: "We ought to have a piper for our next Saint Andrew's Ball. Yon squakin' ...
Each time that I switch on the light A Miracle it seems to me That I should rediscover sight And ...
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