The Voice Calling (Dinah Maria Mulock Craik Poems)
IN the hush of April weather, With the bees in budding heather, And the white clouds floating, floating, and the ...
IN the hush of April weather, With the bees in budding heather, And the white clouds floating, floating, and the ...
Wherever I wander, my spirit still dwells,In the silvery San Juan with its streamlet and dells;Whose mountainous summits, so rugged ...
I gazed at the azure-hued mantle of heaven, The measureless depths of ethereal space;I gazed at the clouds, so invisibly ...
How many pounds does the baby weigh -Baby who came but a month ago?How many pounds from the crowning curlTo ...
(Dedication of Calderon's "Chrysanthus and Daria.")Pensive within the Coliseum's wallsI stood with thee, O Poet of the West!—The day when ...
The air is brisk, and the green lowland ringsWith tinkling waterfalls and bubbling springs,The clouds glance fleetly by, and, as ...
There's not a stately hall,There's not a cottage fair,That proudly stands on Southern soil,Or softly nestles there,But in its peaceful ...
I am in this low-slung sports carpainted a deep, rich yellowdriving under an Italian sun.I have a British accent.I'm wearing ...
THE POET SINGS TO HIS POETFrom dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dawn, We two are sundered always, sweet.A ...
SHE has tender eyes that tellAll her prim, set lips suppress -Daring thoughts that ever dwellPrisoned in her bashfulness;Hints of ...
Before an AltarI wish I were the little key That locks Love's Captive in,And lets Him out to go and ...
Dark, wrinkled as a purple pink,It breathes, it nestles in that bed of moss,Still damp from love, which hugs the ...
After you speakAnd what you meantIs plain,My eyesMeet yours that mean,With your cheeks and hair,Something more wise,More dark,And far different.Even ...
IN summer dusk the valley lies With far-flung shadow veil; A cloud-sea laps the precipice Before the evening gale: The ...
Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the ...
When a dream is born in you With a sudden clamorous pain, When you know the dream is true And ...
When down the stair at morning The sunbeams round her float, Sweet rivulets of laughter Are bubbling in her throat; ...
I cannot let the moment pass without a weary greeting, or retard the recent past where shadows still are fleeting, ...
1 COME, said the Muse, Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted, Sing me the Universal. In this ...
There's a four-pronged buck a-swinging in the shadow of my cabin, And it roamed the velvet valley till to-day; But ...
NOW the quietude of earth Nestles deep my heart within; Friendships new and strange have birth Since I left the ...
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