Edith Of England (Francis Turner Palgrave Poems)
1100Through sapling shades of summer green, By glade and height and hollow,Where Rufus rode the stag to bay,King Henry spurs ...
1100Through sapling shades of summer green, By glade and height and hollow,Where Rufus rode the stag to bay,King Henry spurs ...
My soul was a light blue dress the color of the sky;I left it on a rock by the seaand ...
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, Tom, and Charley, The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, ...
EDITH is fair, the painter said, "Her cheek so richly glows, My palette ne'er could match the red Of that ...
I have got a new-born sister;I was nigh the first that kissed her.When the nursing woman brought herTo papa, his ...
KATE is like a violet, Gertrude's like a rose, Jane is like a gillyflower smart; But ...
Think you we slept within the Delphic bower,What time our victim sought Apollo's grace?Nay, drawn into ourselves, in that deep ...
On a sheer peak of joy we meet;Below us hums the abyss;Death either way allures our feetIf we take one ...
When night comesI stand on the steps and listen,stars swarm in the yardand I stand in the dark.Listen, a star ...
Strange father!Your children will not let you down,they are coming across the earth with the footsteps of gods,rubbing their eyes: ...
Tear down all the triumphal arches - the triumphal arches are too low. Make room for our fantastic train!Edith Sodergran(Edith ...
Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupation, ...
We have a small sculpture of Henry James on our terrace in New York City. Nothing would surprise him. The ...
Drifting on a tide from long ago, They swing at anchor silently Wreathed in early morning mist, Like ghosts grown ...
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
It was like chucking-out time In a rough Victorian pub Cherubic Dylan was first to go Lachrymose but with a ...
Fair is the rising morn when o'er the sky The orient sun expands his roseate ray, And lovely to the ...
There would be a knock at the door And I would arise at midnight and go to the shop, Where ...
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, Tom, and Charley, The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, ...
Written to Miss Alice L. F. Fitzgerald, Edith Cavell memorial nurse, going to the front. Your fine white hand is ...
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