Our Duty (Bernard O Dowd Poems)
Yet what were Love if man remains unfree,And woman's sunshine sordid merchandise:If children's Hope is blasted ere they seeIts shoots ...
Yet what were Love if man remains unfree,And woman's sunshine sordid merchandise:If children's Hope is blasted ere they seeIts shoots ...
Smoke of battle lifts and lies Sullen in her smouldering eyes, Where are seen Captive bales of merchandise. Here are ...
Dry hard chalkyseemed to be the design of the country.There we brought ourlaws, systemsof weight, of currency, of measure.The world ...
What phantom is this that appears Through the purple mist of the years, Itself but a mist like these? A ...
Oh gallant was our galley from her caren steering-wheel To her figurehead of silver and her beak of hammered steel; ...
THE sun had wheeled from Grey's to Dammer's Crest, And still I mused on that Thing imminent: At length I ...
They tell me thou art rich, my country: gold In glittering flood has poured into thy chest; Thy flocks and ...
THE PROLOGUE. THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake, For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
XIX The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise; I barter curl for curl upon that mart, And from my poet's forehead ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
There was a time in Europe long ago When no man died for freedom anywhere, But England's lion leaping from ...
At dusk, when lowlands where dark waters glide Robe in gray mist, and through the greening hills The hoot-owl calls ...
Fair is my love, when her fair golden hears with the loose wind the waving chance to mark: fair when ...
O meadow lark, so wild and free, It cannot be, it cannot be, That men to merchandise your spell Do ...
WHO is this unseen messenger For ever between me and her, Who brings love's precious merchandise, The golden breath, the ...
Could he have made Priscilla share The paradise that he had planned, Llewellyn would have loved his wife As well ...
Out of lemon flowers loosed on the moonlight, love's lashed and insatiable essences, sodden with fragrance, the lemon tree's yellow ...
In my aunt's house, the milk jug's beaded crochet cover tickles the ear. We've eaten boiled things with butter. Pie ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
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