A Geological Madrigal (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
I have found out a gift for my fair; I know where the fossils abound,Where the footprints of Aves declare ...
I have found out a gift for my fair; I know where the fossils abound,Where the footprints of Aves declare ...
IT WAS a tale of passion that we read- Of two who loved, not happily, but well! ...
Within this crystal, circled with fine gold, I keep my treasure with a miser's care; A silken curl of silver-sprinkled ...
I see a fair young couple in a wood,And as they go, one bends to take a flower,That so may ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
I had no profound feelings of shock or surprise to those matter-of-fact revelations which spelled the end of this chapter ...
I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair ? ...
When Scotland's great Regent, our warrior most dear, The debt of his nature did pay, T' was Edward, the cruel, ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
It is snowing and death bugs me as stubborn as insomnia. The fierce bubbles of chalk, the little white lesions ...
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town, In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt. He's gaunt as ...
Wreathed in myrtle, my sword I'll conceal Like those champions devoted and brave, When they plunged in the tyrant their ...
The engine is killing the track, the track is silver, It stretches into the distance. It will be eaten nevertheless. ...
"Am I, at bottom, that fervent little Spanish Catholic child who chastised herself for loving toys, who forbade herself the ...
Composed, by Special Request, 18th June 1890 Then Pilate, the Roman Governor, took Jesus and scourged Him, And the soldiers ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
The girl's far treble, muted to the heat, calls like a fainting bird across the fields to where her flock ...
So much have I forgotten in ten years, So much in ten brief years! I have forgot What time the ...
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
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