The Fairies’ Supper (John Russell Hayes Poems)
When fairy-folk sit down to supEach has for plate a buttercup,And for mug a tiny cellOf the delicate blue-bellFilled with ...
When fairy-folk sit down to supEach has for plate a buttercup,And for mug a tiny cellOf the delicate blue-bellFilled with ...
So long had I travelled the lonely road,Though, now and again, a wayfairing friendWalked shoulder to shoulder, and lightened the ...
AN old umbrella in the hall,Battered and baggy, quaint and queer;By all the rains of many a yearBent, stained, and ...
The Wind begun to knead the Grass-As Women do a Dough-He flung a Hand full at the Plain-A Hand full ...
Nearly everyone had left that bar in the middle of winter except the hardcore.It was the coldest night of the ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
I NOW, O friend, whom noiselessly the snows Settle around, and whose small chamber grows Dusk as the sloping window ...
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