New Roads (Katharine Lee Bates Poems)
FAR road for words that rush,Arrowing space,Swifter than meteors flushStar-road in race.Wireless! Tireless, leaping the wave!Roger Bacon laughs in his ...
FAR road for words that rush,Arrowing space,Swifter than meteors flushStar-road in race.Wireless! Tireless, leaping the wave!Roger Bacon laughs in his ...
I.Before those golden altar-lights we stood, Each one of us remembering his own dead.A more than earthly beauty seemed to ...
Say not the age is hard and cold—I think it brave and grand;When men of diverse sects and creedsAre clasping ...
Say not the age is hard and cold--I think it brave and grand;When men of diverse sects and creedsAre clasping ...
Trumpeter, sound for the last Crusade!Sound for the fire of the red-cross kings, Sound for the passion, ...
Throw open, once again, The portals of the tomb;And give, among the glorious dead, Another hero room!Unclose your shadowy ranks, ...
553One Crucifixion is recorded-only-How many beIs not affirmed of Mathematics-Or History-One Calvary-exhibited to Stranger-As many beAs persons-or Peninsulas-Gethsemane-Is but a ...
Tired of man's futile, petty cry, Of lips that lie and flout,I saw the slow sun dim and die And ...
If you in the village think that my work was a good one,Who closed the saloons and stopped all playing ...
Peter the HermitNeglected to apply for a permitWhen raising his mixed brigadeFor the First Crusade.(Edmund Clerihew Bentley)
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} ...
KLOPSTOCK would lead us away from Pindus; no longer for laurel May we be eager--the homely acorn alone must content ...
Richard the First, Coeur-de-Lion, Is a name that we speak of with pride, Though he only lived six months in ...
One Crucifixion is recorded -- only -- How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics -- Or History -- One ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
The lone man gazed and gazed upon his gold, His sweat, his blood, the wage of weary days; But now ...
It was in the days of a gay British King (In the old fashion'd custom of merry-making) The Palace of ...
Because he puts the compromising chart Of hell before your eyes, you are afraid; Because he counts the price that ...
If you in the village think that my work was a good one, Who closed the saloons and stopped all ...
I Within the town of Buffalo Are prosy men with leaden eyes. Like ants they worry to and fro, (Important ...
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