She Stood Against The Orient Sun (Mathilde Blind Poems)
She stood against the Orient sun,Her face inscrutable for light;A myriad larks in unisonSang o'er her, soaring out of sight.A ...
She stood against the Orient sun,Her face inscrutable for light;A myriad larks in unisonSang o'er her, soaring out of sight.A ...
Late, late, in the October afternoon,The monks sat listening spellbound in the choir;The voice went ringing on, a lovely tune,A ...
TO APOLLON. Bright-haired Apollon! Thou that ever art A blessing to the world! whose generous heart Aye overflows with love ...
"Once more 'twas spring! The meadow-lark gave noteAbout his grassy nest, and builders hummed Old songs while sod on sod ...
Could I Sing, this Would be My SongOf Tarantula, Weaving web of silken woof;House complete from floor to roof;Perfect, safe, ...
I.FAINTER her slow step falls from day to day, Death's hand is heavy on her darkening brow; Yet doth she ...
When the dreamers of old Coronado,From the hills where the heat ripples run,Made a dust to the far ColoradoAnd wagged ...
Once when we lingered, sorrow-proof,My gentle love and me,Beneath a green and pleasant roofOf oak leaves by the sea,Like yellow ...
I saw a fair youth, with a brow broad and white,And an eye that was beaming with intellect's light:And his ...
When April with her wild blue eye Comes dancing over the grass, And all the crimson buds so shy Peep ...
HOW are they waned and faded from our hearts,The old companions of our early days!Of all the many loved, which ...
By scattered rocks and turbid waters shifting,By furrowed glade and dell,To feverish men thy calm, sweet face uplifting,Thou stayest them ...
Last night I held my arms to youAnd you held yours to mineAnd started out to march to meAs any ...
What could be dafter Than John Skelton's laughter? What sound more tenderly Than his pretty poetry? So where to rank ...
The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling ...
I Who would be A merman bold, Sitting alone Singing alone Under the sea, With a crown of gold, On ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, Exhales from ...
Alas! now o'er the civilised world there hangs a gloom For brave General Gordon, that was killed in Khartoum, He ...
'Twas on a Monday morning, and in the year of 1884, That a fire broke out in Bailie Bradford's store, ...
It was just like everything else in life: Something outside myself drew me down, My own strength never failed me. ...
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