Ode (Maria Gowen Brooks Poems)
Thou who wert born of Psyche and of LoveAnd fondly nurst on Poesy's warm breast Painting, oh, power adored! My country's sons ...
Thou who wert born of Psyche and of LoveAnd fondly nurst on Poesy's warm breast Painting, oh, power adored! My country's sons ...
If you were herethese long grey fields of spaceso quaint and yet so drear,stagnant with age, yet green with corn ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
You can tyke h'it from me, 'e's as cool as a cucumber,Never goes balmy h'or loses 'is 'ead,Nothing h'at all ...
All rank on rank the tall white lillies stood, The graceful palms against the rose-flushed skyShowed gemmed with dew-drops, and ...
I see around me tombstones grey Stretching their shadows far away. Beneath the turf my footsteps tread Lie low and ...
The songs I made from joy of earth In wanton wandering, Are rapturous with Maytime mirth And ectasy of Spring. ...
In noon-tide hours, O Love, secure and strong, I need thee not; mad dreams are mine to bind The world ...
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