What, wide awake, sweet stranger, wide awake?And laughing coyly at an English sun,And blessing him with smiles for having thaw'dThine ...
The present implies presencethusunauthorized by the presentthese letters are left authorless --have lost all originsince the inscribing handlost life.The harshness ...
All will be right when you come home, dear lad, But oh, 'tis long of coming that you are!Everything's wrong with ...
By helpful fingers taught to twine Around its trellis, grew A delicate and dainty vine; The bursting bud, its blossom sign, Inlaid with honeyed-dew. Developing ...
For VioletIn the garden she hath found Herb of grace and fever-few;Woundwort there doth much abound, Heartsease too.Where she laid dead things ...
Almost whose last words were"We shall meet beyond the River."Yes, my darling, when life's shadowsOver me do darkly fall,Meet me ...
Leaves fit to have been poor Juliet's cradle-rhyme,With gladness of a heart long quenched in mouldThey vibrate still, a nest ...
I sang a song upon Christmas dayAnd the feet of many going one way,The word the golden voice did say: Gloria ...
Poet Oh, my soul! the draught is bitter Yet it must be sweetly drunken: Heart and ...
Find some freckled fern seed to sprinkle in your shoesAnd you may step invisible down the peopled street,Or curve about ...
Down in the dear West Country, there's a garden where I know The Spring is rioting this hour, though ...
Barren the garden lies, undressed;Long weeds like serpents coil and squeezeForsaken loves of faithless bees,Boughs broken, to the ground are ...
