A City Afternoon (Edith Wyatt Poems)
Green afternoon serene and bright, along my street you sail away Sun-dappled like a ship of light that glints upon ...
Green afternoon serene and bright, along my street you sail away Sun-dappled like a ship of light that glints upon ...
REACH over, my Undine, and clutch me a reed -- Nymph of mine idleness, notch me a pipe -- For ...
I believe aar Maggie's coortin', For shoo dresses hersen so smart, An' shoo's allus runnin' to t' window ...
Over the radiant ridges borne out on the offshore wind, I have sailed as a butterfly sails whose priming wings ...
In the hidden lands of utter cold, in the ice-realms weird and white,Where straight o'erhead the Pole-star hangs, in the ...
Up and down the roads they go -- Vale to hill, and hill to vale --Leading on to Omeo Over ...
The dim sea glints chill. The white sun is shy,And the skeleton weeds and the never-dry,Rough, long grasses keep white ...
The old hound wags his shaggy tail, And I know what he would say: It's over the hills we'll bound, ...
Have you heard the seagull calling, the seagull out at sea? And sorry is its voice, though its wings ...
Sweet, when thy brow becomes the haunted spot Of Death's grim heralds, care and wasting pain, And all my bitter ...
Beauty, thou orchid of immortal bloom,Sprung from the fire and dust of perished spheres,How art thou tall in these autumnal ...
A sudden whirr of eager sound- And now a something throbs around The flowers that watch the fountain. Look! It ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
Softly the water ripples Against the canoe's curving side, Softly the birch trees rustle Flinging over us branches wide. Softly ...
High up above the open, welcoming door It hangs, a piece of wood with colours dim. Once, long ago, it ...
When Beauty and Beauty meet All naked, fair to fair, The earth is crying-sweet, And scattering-bright the air, Eddying, dizzying, ...
The dim sea glints chill. The white sun is shy, And the skeleton weeds and the never-dry, Rough, long grasses ...
Over the radiant ridges borne out on the offshore wind, I have sailed as a butterfly sails whose priming wings ...
Oh, how good it is to be Foot-loose and heart-free! Just my dog and pipe and I, underneath the vast ...
"Gather around me, children dear; The wind is high and the night is cold; Closer, little ones, snuggle near; Let's ...
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