For Charles Dickens (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Above our dear Romancer's dust Grief takes the place of praise,Because of sudden cypress thrust Amid the old-earned bays.Ah! when shall such ...
Above our dear Romancer's dust Grief takes the place of praise,Because of sudden cypress thrust Amid the old-earned bays.Ah! when shall such ...
SHE loves the flowers, the wind that bends the fir;When the Spring comes she dances; and her mirthComes always when ...
And shall the living waters heedour vain desire, insensate Art!and fill the common dust I kneadupgather'd from the trodden mart?As ...
Ye daffodilian days, whose fallen towersShielded our paradisal prime from ill,Fair Past, fair motherhood! let come what will,We, being yours, ...
Athwart the sod which is treading for God * the poet paced with hissplendid eyes;Paradise-verdure he stately passes * to ...
I will not perturbateThy Paradisal stateWith praiseOf thy dead days;To the new-heavened say, -"Spirit, thou wert fine clay:"This do,Thy praise ...
Too wearily had we and songBeen left to look and left to long,Yea, song and we to long and look,Since ...
When everything was fineAnd the notion of sin had vanishedAnd the earth was readyIn universal peaceTo consume and rejoiceWithout creeds ...
The yellow gas is fired from street to streetpast rows of heartless homes and hearths unlit,dead churches, and the unending ...
I.If souls could sing to heaven's high King As blackbirds pipe on earth, How those delicious courts would ...
AS he that loves oft looks on the dear form And guesses how it grew ...
And shall the living waters heed our vain desire, insensate Art! and fill the common dust I knead upgather'd from ...
What heart could have thought you? — Past our devisal (O filigree petal!) Fashioned so purely, Fragilely, surely, From what ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, Or, rather, that more Paradisal muse, Blind with much light, passed to the light ...
Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat'ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy ...
You can't put in the ground swell of the organ from the Christiansted, St.Croix, Anglican Church behind the paratrooper's voice: ...
Too wearily had we and song Been left to look and left to long, Yea, song and we to long ...
What heart could have thought you? -- Past our devisal (O filigree petal!) Fashioned so purely, Fragilely, surely, From what ...
They say that Monte Carlo is A sunny place for shady people; But I'm not in the gambling biz, And ...
When everything was fine And the notion of sin had vanished And the earth was ready In universal peace To ...
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