Gray Days (John Charles McNeill Poems)
A soaking sedge,A faded field, a leafless hill and hedge,Low clouds and rain,And loneliness and languor worse than pain.Mottled with ...
A soaking sedge,A faded field, a leafless hill and hedge,Low clouds and rain,And loneliness and languor worse than pain.Mottled with ...
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
BLUE, the wreaths of smoke, like drooping bannersFrom the flaming battlements of sunsetHung suspended; and within his whareHipe, last of ...
Eight years have fled since, in the wilderness,I drew the rein to rest my comrade there-My supple, clean-limbed pony of ...
The gate was thrown open, I rode out alone,More proud than a monarch who sits on a throne.I am but ...
O'Shea was a big railway ganger, clean-hearted, and clean-limbed and shy,With a glint of grey hair at his temples, and ...
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