The Snow-Messengers (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE pine-trees lift their dark bewildered eyes--Or so I deem--up to the clouded skies;No breeze, no faintest breeze, is heard ...
THE pine-trees lift their dark bewildered eyes--Or so I deem--up to the clouded skies;No breeze, no faintest breeze, is heard ...
I.YES! there from out the gallery gloom,Retaining still a flush of bloom,I mark our bright ancestress glow--The maiden Rose of ...
I'D have you use a wise philosophy,In this, as in all matters, whereuponJudgment may freely act; truth ever liesBetween extremes; ...
Sparrow, the special delight of my girl,whom often she teases and holds on her lapand pokes with the tip of ...
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
How big of breast our Mother Gaea laughedAt sight of her ...
Ogrin the Hermit in old age set forth This tale to them that sought him in the extreme Ancient grey ...
I saw him stand, a Polar man, Cold anger in his frigid eye,Facing it wild, unruly clan Who poised their ...
Sleepmonger,deathmonger,with capsules in my palms each night,eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottlesI make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.I'm ...
First I tried a Dry Martini;But found not one teeny-weeny Semblance of a kick in any kind of this.Then I ...
Oh, foolish flapper, keen to be Considered cute and up-to-date,Sit down a while and hark to me, And I shall ...
There's a moral in this: tho' I own that the preaching Of moral and maxim in season and outGrows stale; ...
Spring pierced her without mercy. She could standThe innocuous lushness of summer, with its blandAccomplished growth; and autumn only searedInsensitive ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
The ticket settles on my desk: a paper tongue pronouncing "Go away;" a flattened seed from which a thousand-mile leap ...
Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
Strong and slippery, built for the midnight grass-party confronted by four cats, he sleeps his time away-- the detached first ...
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