A Song Of The Forest (Alma Frances McCollum Poems)
The Legend of Love-Sick Lake WHEN you wander alone through the forest And list to the murmuring song,If your heart ...
The Legend of Love-Sick Lake WHEN you wander alone through the forest And list to the murmuring song,If your heart ...
YOU said, last night, you did not think In all the world of men Was one true lover--true alike In ...
Long lines of ships at moorings used to lieBesides the wharves of 'Frisco. All the dayThe chipping hammers rang upon ...
DedicationThese to His Memory—since he held them dear,Perchance as finding there unconsciouslySome image of himself—I dedicate,I dedicate, I consecrate with ...
WHEN bright dews fall on leaf and flower,And stars light up the skies,Then tears and sparks commingledBurst forth from my ...
Ignoble hate, defeating its own ends!The act that meant dishonor, working glory!Could any mausoleum built by handsLift his sweet memory ...
Little torch-bearer, alone with me in the night, You cannot light the sea, nor I illumine life. They ...
Lay him down where the fern is thick and fair.Fain was he for life, here lies he low:With the blood ...
Here's to the glory of life, to the good and the ill that we know To the loves and the ...
Angel-fair, Walhalla's charms displaying, Fairer than all mortal youths was he;Mild his look, as May-day sunbeams straying Gently o'er the ...
I deemed thy garments, O my Hope, were grey,So far I viewed thee. Now the space betweenIs passed at length; ...
Now I am all One bowl of kisses, Such as the tall Slim votaresses Of Egypt filled For a God's ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Droop, droop no more, or hang the head, Ye roses almost withered; Now strength, and newer purple get, Each here ...
Love in a shower of blossoms came Down, and half drown'd me with the same; The blooms that fell were ...
WHO will hear me? Whom shall I lament to? Who would pity me that heard my sorrows? Ah, the lip ...
A village Chorus is supposed to be assembled, and about to commence its festive procession. [Written for the birthday of ...
New Castle, July 4, 1878 or a hundred years the pulse of time Has throbbed for Liberty; For a hundred ...
Dedication These to His Memory--since he held them dear, Perchance as finding there unconsciously Some image of himself--I dedicate, I ...
Angel-fair, Walhalla's charms displaying, Fairer than all mortal youths was he; Mild his look, as May-day sunbeams straying Gently o'er ...
Thank Heaven! the crisis- The danger is past, And the lingering illness Is over at last- And the fever called ...
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