Aftermath (John Frederic Herbin Poems)
August is hot from the touch of an ardent sun,Lolling and still in fields and windless places;Idle all day like ...
August is hot from the touch of an ardent sun,Lolling and still in fields and windless places;Idle all day like ...
What is he thinking lying there so still,This tiny piece of soft humanity,This little unknown stranger in our midst ?Is ...
Where the violet shadows brood Under cottonwoods and beeches, Through whose leaves the restless reaches Of the river glance, I've stood, While the red-bird ...
Who came so close then?--Brushed the wet lilac into mellow laughter;Set the smooth blackbird at his golden weavingMaking no stir ...
Awhile she lay all passive to the touchOf those small fingers, and the soft, soft lipsSoliciting the sweet nutrition thence,While ...
I"Dying of hunger and sorrow:I die for my youth I fear!"Murmured the midnight-hauntingVoice of the stricken Year.There like a child ...
OH! sweet and soft,Returning oft,As oft they pass benignly,The warm June breezes come and go,Through golden rounds of murmurous flow,At ...
To the memory of John Peale Bishop, 1892-1944Attor porsi la mano un poco avante,e colsi un ramicel da un gran ...
Toll no bell for me, dear Father dear Mother, Waste no sighs;There are my sisters, there is my little brother ...
What is he thinking lying there so still, This tiny piece of soft humanity, This little unknown stranger in our ...
IN a fair wood like this, where the beeches are growing, Brave Robin Hood hunted in days of old; Down ...
CARISBROOKE Church on the fifth of November Flung out the silver hid deep in her chimes; This was her burden, ...
Lift me up from this bed of sickness;I am going out to meet the summer.I will run into the arms ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
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