String of Pearls (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Foggy morning On the Vineyard In Aquinnah Wet chair, hot coffee Sip in the heat Shake the daze Camera and ...
Foggy morning On the Vineyard In Aquinnah Wet chair, hot coffee Sip in the heat Shake the daze Camera and ...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of crystal light Into ...
Upon a mountain height, far from the sea, I found a shell, And to my listening ear the lonely thing ...
Hush, little one, and fold your hands; The sun hath set, the moon is high; The sea is singing to ...
Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,-- Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes; Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging-- ...
When the busy day is done, And my weary little one Rocketh gently to and fro; When the night winds ...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,-- Sailed on a river of misty light Into ...
Out on the mountain over the town, All night long, all night long, The trolls go up and the trolls ...
WHEN I was young, we dwelt in a vale By a misty fen that rang all night, And thus it ...
The shattered water made a misty din. Great waves looked over others coming in, And thought of doing something to ...
O Fair and stately maid, whose eye Was kindled in the upper sky At the same torch that lighted mine; ...
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint, Possessed the land which rendered to their toil Hay, corn, roots, hemp, flax, apples, ...
They are not long, the weeping and the laughter, Love and desire and hate: I think they have no portion ...
Now in the oak the sap of life is welling, Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings; Now on ...
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
I've been list'nin' to them lawyers In the court house up the street, An' I've come to the conclusion That ...
ACROSS the shimmering meadows-- Ah, when he came to me! In the spring-time, In the night-time, In the starlight, Beneath ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
Across the wet November night The church is bright with candlelight And waiting Evensong. A single bell with plaintive strokes ...
Those moments, tasted once and never done, Of long surf breaking in the mid-day sun. A far-off blow-hole booming like ...
Gaily into Ruislip Gardens Runs the red electric train, With a thousand Ta's and Pardon's Daintily alights Elaine; Hurries down ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West, That fearest nor sea ...
The faithless shadows of day are running And high and clear is the call of bells, Steps of the church ...
I prefer the gorgeous freedom, And I fly to lands of grace, Where in wide and clear meadows All is ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
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