From Sunset To Dawn (Cora L V Richmond Poems)
I stood on the brow of the hill; to the West The sunset glories were tenderly prest,And out of the ...
I stood on the brow of the hill; to the West The sunset glories were tenderly prest,And out of the ...
Lone did I go within the ancient place, With hush?d voice, and slow and reverent tread; While on the walls ...
IFlowers of the willow-herb are wool;Flowers of the briar berries red;Speeding their seed as the breeze may rule,Flowers of the ...
REST--rest--four little letters, one short word, Enfolding an infinitude of bliss-- Rest is upon the earth. The heavy clouds Hang ...
Unfathomed depths of pure humanity Speak in that face, and ...
Winked to the birdcherry, gulped amid tears, Splashed over carriages' varnish, trees' tremble.Full moon. The musicians are picking their way ...
Many sweet flowers in the prairie shine,And many in the wood; But the fairest flower of all is mine, My ...
They seem the enfolding mountains of some fairer landThat lies beyond the world,With vales of purpling rose in hills eburnean ...
I cried out for the pain of man,I cried out for my bitter wrathAgainst the hopeless life that ranFor ever ...
I saw a mother holdingHer play-worn baby son, Her pliant arms enfolding The drooping little one. Her lips were made ...
Enfolding essence-binding all in one,All motion and all life,-the near, the far,-August,-enthroned beyond or sight or sunAnd yet most intimate ...
Since I lost you I am silence-haunted, Sounds wave their little wings A moment, then in weariness settle On the ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
1 GREAT are the myths-I too delight in them; Great are Adam and Eve-I too look back and accept them; ...
You think I cannot understand. Ah, but I do... I have been wrung with anger and compassion for you. I ...
I Because the night was falling warm and still Upon a golden day at April's end, I thought; I will ...
NOT unremembering we pass our exile from the starry ways: One timeless hour in time we caught from the long ...
ON the bird of air blue-breasted glint the rays of gold, And its shadowy fleece above us waves the forest ...
Sleep, pretty lady, the night is enfolding you; Drift, and so lightly, on crystalline streams. Wrapped in its perfumes, the ...
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