Gather Violets O Narcissus (Habba Khatoon Poems)
Rain has come , and fields and fruit trees sing,Spring has come , and Love , the Lord of Spring,Dandelions ...
Rain has come , and fields and fruit trees sing,Spring has come , and Love , the Lord of Spring,Dandelions ...
Youwho led the way into the forest'scool shadows: your foreheadwas marked by a tiny forget-me-notthat grew alongside the ditch when ...
On the morning of May,Ere the children had entered my gateWith their wreaths and mechanical lay,A metal ding-dong of the ...
A Memorial Wreath to C. F. Sorrow:A garland for a grave! Fair flowers that bloom, And only bloom to ...
A LANE of elms in June;-the air Of eve is cool and calm and sweet. See! straying here a ...
(The Garden of Life in Spenser's "Faerie Queene.")IT is no fabled garden in the skies,But bloometh here- this is no ...
Les morts C'est sous terre; ?a n'en sort Gu?re. LAFORGUE Our diaries squatted, toad-like, ...
The crown of stars is broken in parts, Its jewels brighter than the day, Have one by one been stolen ...
_ON THE EAST DEVON COAST_Lie still, old Dane, below thy heap! --A sturdy-back and sturdy-limb, Whoe'er he was, I warrant ...
The green is in the meadow and the blue is in the sky,And all of Nature's artists have their colors ...
Sweetheart, take this, a soldier said, "And bid me brave good-by;It may befall we ne'er shall wed, But love can ...
Spare a bloom of blue, lady, To adorn a bower.A violet will do, lady - Any azure flower.Since ...
Bring to me white roses, roses, pinks, and lavender, Sweet stock and gillyflowers, poppies mauve and red, Bee-flowers and mignonette, ...
My sister Death! I pray thee come to me Of thy sweet charity,And be my nurse but for a little ...
Within my mind I keep a holy plot, Where such ideas as wear unsullied white May move through scenes of ...
SONG OF THE IMPRISONED COUNT. COUNT. I KNOW a flower of beauty rare, Ah, how I hold it dear! To ...
"Sweetheart, take this," a soldier said, "And bid me brave good-by; It may befall we ne'er shall wed, But love ...
When the golden day is done, Through the closing portal, Child and garden, Flower and sun, Vanish all things mortal. ...
1THERE was a late autumn cricket, And two smoldering mountain sunsets Under the valley roads of her eyes. There was ...
A gallant knight and his betroth'd bride, Were walking one day by a river side, They talk'd of love, and ...
So much have I forgotten in ten years, So much in ten brief years! I have forgot What time the ...
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