Yvytot (Eugene Field Poem)
Where wail the waters in their flaw A spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shore Bemoans the ...
Where wail the waters in their flaw A spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shore Bemoans the ...
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv, And there befell the episode I now perpose ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
In front of the temple of Chu-ko Liang there is an old cypress. Its branches are like green bronze; its ...
Doth then the world go thus? doth all thus move? Is this the justice which on earth we find? Is ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
A hush is over all the teeming lists, And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife; A spirit brave ...
There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain -- 'Tis Pain's Successor -- When the Soul Has ...
The thought beneath so slight a film -- Is more distinctly seen -- As laces just reveal the surge -- ...
The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially ...
Of all the Souls that stand create -- I have elected -- One -- When Sense from Spirit -- files ...
In these quiet moments before the night softens the mountains of the South and deflates the clouds that float beneath ...
To the tune of "Intoxicated Under the Shadow of Flowers" Light mists and heavy clouds, melancholy the long dreary day. ...
This morning I dreamed I followed Widely spaced bells, ringing in the wind, And climbed through mists to rosy clouds. ...
"AND did you really walk," said I, "On such a wretched night? I always fancied Ghosts could fly - If ...
A Mother's breast: Safe refuge from her childish fears, From childish troubles, childish tears, Mists that enshroud her dawning years! ...
The flag that hung half-mast today Seemed animate with being As if it knew for who it flew And will ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
The restaurants on hot spring evenings Lie under a dense and savage air. Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelers ...
Mild the mist upon the hill Telling not of storms tomorrow; No, the day has wept its fill, Spent its ...
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Above the ponds, beyond the valleys, The woods, the mountains, the clouds, the seas, Farther than the sun, the distant ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
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