The Kalevala – Rune IV (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
THE FATE OF AINO.When the night had passed, the maiden,Sister fair of Youkahainen,Hastened early to the forest,Birchen shoots for brooms ...
THE FATE OF AINO.When the night had passed, the maiden,Sister fair of Youkahainen,Hastened early to the forest,Birchen shoots for brooms ...
"THE YOUNG LOVERSI SAW them kissing in the shade and knew the sum of all my lore: God gave them ...
Dear friends and neighbors, one and all,I'm pleased to meet you here;'Tis fit that we should make this callThus early ...
In answer to those who have said that English Poetsgive no personal love to their country.ENGLAND, my country, austere in ...
The darkness draws me, kindly angels weep Forlorn beyond receding rings of light, The torrents of the earth's desires sweep ...
(Suggested By A Fine Horse, Restive In Youth, But Useful In Age.)IN the cool of a summer evening.'Mid pleasant sights ...
Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, begone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this once, ...
Nature feels the touch of noon; Not a rustle stirs the grass;Not a shadow flecks the sky,Save the brown hawk ...
How sweet it is to see the new-sown cornfield fresh and even, With blades just springing from the soil ...
Yes; with heavy dashingOf a shower just shedOn the gloomy beech-tree,Wet were leaves o'erhead.Wet were all the rosesOn the garden ...
The world-gold sunset is ablaze with fire,Having pierced through with radiant airiness,above the peaceful cornfield it set fire to crossesand ...
THE air without has taken fever; Fast I feel the beating of its pulse. The leaves are twisted on the ...
i want a countrylet the sky be blue, the bough green, the cornfield yellowlet it be a land of birds ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
The sky, lazily disdaining to pursue The setting sun, too indolent to hold A lengthened tournament for flashing gold, Passively ...
I'm gatherin' flowers by the wayside to lay on the grave of Bill; I've sneaked away from the billet, 'cause ...
(Chirstmas Day, 1917)THE FIVE O'CLOCK prairie sunset is a strong man going to sleep after a long day in a ...
YOUR bony head, Jazbo, O dock walloper, Those grappling hooks, those wheelbarrow handlers, The dome and the wings of you, ...
(Bergen)SEVEN days all fog, all mist, and the turbines pounding through high seas. I was a plaything, a rat's neck ...
BAND concert public square Nebraska city. Flowing and circling dresses, summer-white dresses. Faces, flesh tints flung like sprays of cherry ...
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