Samuel Hoar (Franklin Benjamin Sanborn Poems)
"A year ago how often did I meet Under these elms, once more in sober bloom, Thy tall, sad figure ...
"A year ago how often did I meet Under these elms, once more in sober bloom, Thy tall, sad figure ...
I fling the past behind me, like a robe Worn threadbare at the seams, and out of date. I have ...
325Of Tribulation, these are They,Denoted by the White-The Spangled Gowns, a lesser RankOf Victors-designate-All these-did conquer-But the ones who overcame ...
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,-- The venturous bark that flings On the ...
Metamorphosis, like a snake casting off an old skin, a crab an outgrown shell, or maybe more akin to a ...
The One who could repeat the Summer day -- Were greater than itself -- though He Minutest of Mankind should ...
Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White -- The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Rank Of Victors -- designate ...
I could not prove the Years had feet -- Yet confident they run Am I, from symptoms that are past ...
John Grubby who was short and stout And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Before this scarf was faded, What hours of mirth it knew; How gayly it paraded From smiling eyes to view. ...
As soon as we crossed into Yorkshire Hughes' voice assailed me, unmistakable Gravel and honey, a raw celebration of rain ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
1. I am thirty this November. You are still small, in your fourth year. We stand watching the yellow leaves ...
Ye in the age gone by, Who ruled the world--a world how lovely then!-- And guided still the steps of ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
49 Go thou to Rome,--at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
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