In Accord (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
The Mocking-bird gulps down the wormAnd straight begins to sing.I wonder that he doesn't squirmTo swallow such a thing—A sort ...
The Mocking-bird gulps down the wormAnd straight begins to sing.I wonder that he doesn't squirmTo swallow such a thing—A sort ...
Hark! what his fellow-warblers heardAnd uttered in the light,Their phonograph, the mocking-bird,Repeats to them at night. (John Bannister Tabb)
Rejoice in God, O ye Tongues; give the glory to the Lord, and the Lamb. Nations, and languages, and every ...
MORNINGThe breeze awakes with morn's first ray,Like childhood roused from sleep to play;The sunshine, like a fairy sprite,Comes to undo ...
For A FairPRINTEMPS.SWEET SPRING stands blushing 'mid the flowers, Heralded by benignant showers,And soft airs through the young leaves sighing ...
When the dreamers of old Coronado,From the hills where the heat ripples run,Made a dust to the far ColoradoAnd wagged ...
Our drift-wood fire burns drowsily, The fog hangs low afar,A thousand sea-birds fearlessly Hover ...
Toward even when the day leans down, To kiss the upturned face of night, Out just beyond the ...
"TO stand within a gently gliding boat, Urged by a noiseless paddle at the stern, Whipping the crystal mirror of ...
IGood-night! Good-night! My love, good-night!We shall meet here again when brightThe moon shines o'er the distant hill,And mocking-bird begins to ...
Now in the oak the sap of life is welling, Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings; Now on ...
Why should my sleepy heart be taught To whistle mocking-bird replies? This is another bird you've caught, Soft-feathered, with a ...
Upbroke the sun In red-gold foam; Thus spoke the gun At the Soldier's Home: "Whenever I hear Blue thunder speak ...
O MAGNET-SOUTH! O glistening, perfumed South! My South! O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse, and love! Good and evil! O ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
O MATER! O fils! O brood continental! O flowers of the prairies! O space boundless! O hum of mighty products! ...
Toward even when the day leans down, To kiss the upturned face of night, Out just beyond the loud-voiced town ...
1 OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking, Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle, Out of the Ninth-month midnight, ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands-lover ...
Rejoice in God, O ye Tongues; give the glory to the Lord, and the Lamb. Nations, and languages, and every ...
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