A Spider Waits (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Funny how a spider waits lingers motionless for prey to vibrate the strands of the wed, to touch the right ...
Funny how a spider waits lingers motionless for prey to vibrate the strands of the wed, to touch the right ...
The white of the dusting of snow lingers in the shadows, on the fallen leaves, the cooler spots in the ...
Bright noisy streets Unattached and watching The jazz, the sass, The Street, Bourbon Late April Thick with tourists Easy marks ...
(EGYPTIAN FOLK-SONG) Grim is the face that looks into the night Over the stretch of sands; A sullen rock in ...
In spite of all the learn'd have said; I still my old opinion keep, The posture, that we give the ...
A slight rain comes, bathed in dawn light. I hear it among treetop leaves before mist Arrives. Soon it sprinkles ...
The firm house lingers, though averse to square With the new city street it has to wear A number in. ...
When I spread out my hand here today, I catch no more than a ray To feel of between thumb ...
When I am old, And sadly steal apart, Into the dark and cold, Friend of my heart! Remember, if you ...
Home, for my heart still calls me; Home, through the danger zone; Home, whatever befalls me, I will sail again ...
I Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair With flowers beneath, above with starry lights, And set thine altars everywhere,-- ...
Our college rhymes,--how light they seem, Like little ghosts of love's young dream That led our boyish hearts away From ...
Soul, Wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost indeed -- But tens have won an ...
When I close my eyes I cannot reconstruct your face but the three-dimensional solidity or you bursts through the tissues ...
The power of the Lake lingers still so many years beyond its fascination ending; it was there in the beginning, ...
Silvered in the dying light she lies a silent sleeping twinkle coloured Eve who heaves and breathes a sinuous sigh ...
It grew out of the Annexe and our Corps in a world at peace while our army trained, magnificent in ...
The sun goes down, and over all These barren reaches by the tide Such unelusive glories fall, I almost dream ...
To the tune of "Lamentation" It was far into the night when, intoxicated, I took off my ornaments; The plum ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous ...
Severed and gone, so many years! And art thou still so dear to me, That throbbing heart and burning tears ...
Farewell to thee! but not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of thee: Within my heart they still shall dwell; ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
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