The Courtship Of Young John (Alice Guerin Crist Poems)
Fields of lucerne and waving wheat,White-washed sheds, and cottage neat,Nesting orchards and mulberry trees,Scented flowers round hives of bees,With the ...
Fields of lucerne and waving wheat,White-washed sheds, and cottage neat,Nesting orchards and mulberry trees,Scented flowers round hives of bees,With the ...
When Morgan crossed the Murray to Peechelba and doomA sombre silent shadow rode with him through the gloom.The wild things ...
Where the dreaming Tiber wanders by the haunted Appian Way,Lo! the nightingale is uttering a sorrow-burdened lay!While the olive trees ...
Hilloo, hilloo, hilloo, hilloo! Gather, gather, ye men in white; The winds blow keenly, the moon is bright, The sparkling ...
The willows sweep the water, and the rushes lean a-down, And I see the river shining far away,With a ...
As I went down by London Bridge(And I not long on land),I met a lad from the North Country,And gripped ...
We have scrubbed, and scoured and polished, till she's looking just like new,And her good old engines singing, and our ...
I walk the old frequented ways That wind around the tangled braes, I live again ...
"STREW the flowers at Love's behest Meet for such a lovely guest; Coronal the sapling weaves, Rainbows wrought by Spring ...
Witch of Mull, the strangers hereCome to wreak their vengeance drear:Call the wind and call the wrack;Drown them, drive them, ...
Ethiopia! They used to say,Fluting at dawn through pure, clear rills of sound,The magpies of that earlier day,Ethiopia! Ethiopia! From ...
Rich Man, Poor Man --Oh, joy that burns in Denver tavern! The lights, the drink, the ceaseless play! A kingdom, ...
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way Ez if it waited for a child to jine it ...
When Sam Small joined the regiment, 'E were no' but a raw recruit, And they marched 'im away one wint'ry ...
So you're back from up the country, Mister Lawson, where you went, And you're cursing all the business in a ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
Humans are flown, or fall; humans can't fly. We're down with the gravity-stemmers, rare, thick-boned, often basso. Most animals above ...
The cold slope is standing in darkness But the south of the trees is dry to the touch The heavy ...
You pull over to the shoulder of the two-lane road and sit for a moment wondering where you were going ...
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