Off The Skidloe (Emma Alice Browne Poems)
With leagues of wasteful water ringed about,And wrapped in sheeted foam from base to peak,A sheer, stupendous monolith, wrought outBy ...
With leagues of wasteful water ringed about,And wrapped in sheeted foam from base to peak,A sheer, stupendous monolith, wrought outBy ...
In sea and air, in leaf and stone, Where'er Truth's magic words are writ,Where thousands throng, or rapt and ...
Beneath yon fir trees in the west, The sunset round it glowing, A cottage lies like bird on nest, ...
BEHOLD, I walked abroad at early morning,The fields of June were bathed in dew and lustre,The hills were clad with ...
She is fair to see and sweet,Dainty from her head to feet,Modest, as her blushing shows,Happy, as her smiles disclose,And ...
Here in the flats that encompass the hills called Beautiful, lying,O Beloved, behold a Pilgrim who fain would be sleeping,Did ...
(All of them from two stories in a single magazine.)She "greeted" and he "volunteered"; She "giggled"; he "asserted";She "queried" and ...
ON the grey levels of the plain of lifeWhen, slowly swirled,The moving hills of morning mistHedged in the world -While ...
It's bedtime, and we lock the door,Put out the lights--the day is o'er;All that can come of good or ill,The ...
Recite the dangers chiselled on this face:How I was clipped by scorn and maimed by liesHow conscience hedged my soul; ...
"Farewell, Romance!" the Cave-men said; "With bone well carved he went away, Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead, And jasper tips ...
If the Led Striker call it a strike, Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what ...
as the landscape falls away the hawthorn in its gnarly fashion is content to stand alone berries (the very tint ...
This valley wood is pledged To the set shape of things, And reasonably hedged: Here are no harpies fledged, No ...
I mind me in the days departed, How often underneath the sun With childish bounds I used to run To ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
In the mid-city, under an oiled sky, I lay in a garden of such dusky green It seemed the dregs ...
I WHO all the winter through Cherished other loves than you, And kept hands with hoary policy in marriage-bed and ...
Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not: I am no summer friend, but wintry cold, A silly sheep benighted ...
God knows how our neighbor managed to breed His great sow: Whatever his shrewd secret, he kept it hid In ...
God prosper long our noble Queen, And long may she reign! Maclean he tried to shoot her, But it was ...
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