Lord of my Heart’s Elation (Bliss Carman Poems)
Lord of my heart's elation, Spirit of things unseen, Be thou my aspiration Consuming and serene! Bear up, bear out, ...
Lord of my heart's elation, Spirit of things unseen, Be thou my aspiration Consuming and serene! Bear up, bear out, ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
THINK not, 'cause men flattering say You're fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That ...
And here the precious dust is laid; Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine that it the guest betray'd. Else ...
"Form follows function follows form . . . , etc." --Dr. J. Anthony Wadlington Here I am writing my first ...
To the tune "Red Lips" Tired of swinging indolent I rise with a slender hand put right my hair the ...
Breeze soft, sun frail, spring still early. In a new lined dress my heart was refreshed, But when I rose ...
Hadst thou a genius on thy peak, What tales, white-headed Ben, Could'st thou of ancient ages speak, That mock th' ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command; The stars that shudder when their king extends ...
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command; The stars that shudder when their king extends ...
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms ...
Ungrateful he, who pluck'd thee from thy stalk, Poor faded flow'ret! on his careless way; Inhal'd awhile thy odours on ...
Is there another world for this frail dust To warm with life and be itself again? Something about me daily ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Passer-by, these are words. But instead of reading I want you to listen: to this frail Voice like that of ...
From the geyser ventilators Autumn winds are blowing down On a thousand business women Having baths in Camden Town Waste ...
Oh, weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings, ...
O weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings ...
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
So light we were, so right we were, so fair faith shone, And the way was laid so certainly, that, ...
Amid the gray trunks of ancient trees we found the gay woodland lilies nodding on their stems, frail and fair, ...
O thou Most High who rulest all And hear'st the prayers of thine, O hearken, Lord, unto my suit And ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
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