The Race For Homes (Freeman Edwin Miller Poems)
Behold! As from the shades of night, An army gathers full of might, And strong with constant courage stands 'Tween ...
Behold! As from the shades of night, An army gathers full of might, And strong with constant courage stands 'Tween ...
Down unto the ocean,Trembling with emotion,Panting at the notion,See the rivers run—In the golden weather,Tripping o'er the heather,Laughing all together—Madcaps ...
TO POSEIDON. I.God of the mighty deep! wherever now The waves beneath thy brazen axles bow; Whether thy strong, proud ...
I.One is a slow and melancholy maid;I know riot if she cometh from the skiesOr from the sleepy gulfs, but ...
Our chariots were well-built and firm, Well-matched our steeds, and fleet and strong. Four, sleek and large, each chariot ...
They bade me to my spinningBecause I was a maid,But down into the battleI marshalled unafraid.Brightly against the sunbeamsI shook ...
The cock is crowing,The cows are lowing,The ducks are quarking,The dogs are barking,The ass is braying,The horse is neighing;Was there ...
The cock is crowing,The cows are lowing,The ducks are quarking,The dogs are barking,The ass is braying,The horse is neighing;Was there ...
Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso ...
Er-Heb beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai Bears witness to the truth, and Ao-Safai Hath told the men of Gorukh. Thence ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Going to Him! Happy letter! Tell Him -- Tell Him the page I didn't write -- Tell Him -- I ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
However the battle is ended, Though proudly the victor comes, With flaunting flags and neighing nags And echoing roll of ...
Why do you whisper so faintly in my ears, O Death, my Death? When the flowers droop in the evening ...
The air is perfumed with the morning's fresh breeze, From the bush peer the sunbeams all purple and bright, While ...
Mondays, way before dawn, before even the first hint of blue in the windows, we'd hear it start, off the ...
The tired cars go grumbling by, The moaning, groaning cars, And the old milk carts go rumbling by Under the ...
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