Madge Linsey, Or The Three Souls (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
Madge Linsey at the well raised the deep waters, Brimmed her brass bucket full, went from her place. Loose hung ...
Madge Linsey at the well raised the deep waters, Brimmed her brass bucket full, went from her place. Loose hung ...
OBSERVE that tall pale Veteran! what a lookOf shame and guilt!--who cannot read that book?Misery and mirth are blended in ...
St. Regimund, e'er he became a saint,Was much imbued with vulgar earthly taint;E'er he renounced the honors of a KnightAnd ...
Fair Celia! when I prais'd your Charms,Your lovely Face and circling Arms;Your sparkling Eyes so full of Fire,That kindle at ...
Where the short-legged EsquimauxWaddle in the ice and snow,And the playful Polar bearNips the hunter unaware;Where by day they track ...
He: Blue, blue eternally, dark waves and skyBlue - and beyond unending deeps of blue,This and the emerald earth, the ...
Enlaced with gardened jewelryMy basking villas nestWhere sifted sunshine soothes the eyeAnd cosy hillocks rest.Convention's fronds here screen from viewImmodest ...
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a ...
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...
My dear railway station, my treasure Of meetings and partings, my friend In times of hard trials and pleasure, Your ...
I gladly leftThe noisy death of the city,With its thousands of leering faces,The yellow night of the alleys.I stride into ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
The Baron has decided to mate the monster, to breed him perhaps, in the interests of pure science, his only ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
'Twas in a little western town An ancient Maiden dwelt: Her name was MISS, or MISTRESS, Brown, Or DEBORAH, or ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
And must the Senator from Illinois Be this squat thing, with blinking, half-closed eyes? This brazen gutter idol, reared to ...
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