The Sugar-Plum Tree (Eugene Field Poem)
Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree? 'T is a marvel of great renown! It blooms on the shore ...
Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree? 'T is a marvel of great renown! It blooms on the shore ...
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You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
The mountain held the town as in a shadow I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed ...
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
Sweet bird, that sing'st away the early hours Of winters past or coming, void of care, Well pleased with delights ...
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O wonderful! How liquid clear The molten gold of that ethereal tone, Floating and falling through the wood alone, A ...
I Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair With flowers beneath, above with starry lights, And set thine altars everywhere,-- ...
All the trees are sleeping, all the winds are still, All the flocks of fleecy clouds have wandered past the ...
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I I heard the spring wind whisper Above the brushwood fire, "The world is made forever Of transport and desire. ...
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You know the brick path in the back of the house, the one you see from the kitchen window, the ...
I am standing on a disused iron bridge that was erected in 1902, according to the iron plaque bolted into ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
Make your daily monument the Ego, use a masochist's epistemology of shame and dog-eared certainty that others less exacting might ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
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