April (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
April deliciousYoung, sunny maiden,Arch, gusty, capricious,With fresh flowers laden,After dead winter longThrill us with sweet bird-song,After dry March's drought,Blow from ...
April deliciousYoung, sunny maiden,Arch, gusty, capricious,With fresh flowers laden,After dead winter longThrill us with sweet bird-song,After dry March's drought,Blow from ...
There is a princess in the South About whose beauty rumors hum Like honey-bees about the mouth Of roses dewdrops falter from; And O ...
Above her, pearl and rose the heavens lay;Around her, flowers scattered earth with gold,Or down the path in insolence held ...
A song of Long Ago: Sing it lightly--sing it low-- Sing it softly--like the lisping of the lips we used to know When ...
He lies on the grass, looking up to the sky;Blue butterflies pass like a breath or a sigh,The shy little ...
If I were a poet, my sweetest songShould have the bouquet of scuppernong,With a racy smack in every lineFrom the ...
LONG, swinging bells of pomegranate!O orange-buds, falling as snow!O singing of lark and of linnet -Singing high in the leaves, ...
She sang a song of May for me, Wherein once more I heardThe mirth of my glad infancy-- The orchard's earliest bird--The ...
IDemeter devastated our good land,In blackness for her daughter snatched below.Smoke-pillar or loose hillock was the sand,Where soil had been ...
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv,And there befell the episode I now perpose to ...
Friend whom I never saw, yet dearest friend, Be with me travelling on the byeway now ...
I Under the trees in the dell. Here by the side of the stream, Were it not pleasant to dream, ...
"SUMMER is fading; the broad leaves that grew So freshly green, when June was young, are falling; And, all ...
The swallows are back, and I'm tuning my lyre, For today 'tis my duty to singA melodious lay that is ...
"O LITTLE buds, break not so fast! The spring's but new. The skies will yet be brighter blue, ...
IFair Lucille, my love is warmAs the honey-bees that swarmIn the June-time, happy time,In the June-time, summer's prime;Oh, my love ...
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv, And there befell the episode I now perpose ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
I. Ancestral Houses Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills, Life overflows without ...
Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes; ...
WHY! who makes much of a miracle? As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk ...
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