The Path to the Woods (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
ITS friendship and its carelessnessDid lead me many a mile,Through goat's-rue, with its dim caress,And pink and pearl-white smile;Through crowfoot, ...
Poems about pearl-white (13 Poems)
The Lonely Woman (Mabel Forrest Poems)
WHERE the ironbarks are hanging leaves disconsolate and pale, Where the wild vines o'er the ranges their spilt cream of ...
Midsummer (John Townsend Trowbridge Poems)
Around this lovely valley riseThe purple hills of Paradise.O, softly on yon banks of haze,Her rosy face the Summer lays!Becalmed ...
Faded Flowers (Mary Jane Jewsbury Poems)
Ah! well beseems,Us, the strong insects of an April morn,Steady and constant as the thistle's downWhen winds are on it ...
A Connaught Man (For Hugh Maguire) (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Lord, when he shall come home from war, Give him no pastures green,But a wet wind and a soft wind With reek ...
In An Estuary (Ivan Bunin Poems)
A crackling fire. Light, heat in the felucca.Pikes in the water. Pearl-white sand below.The trident now! You'll get one if ...
A Photograph (John Charles McNeill Poems)
When in this room I turn in pondering paceAnd find thine eyes upon me where I stand,Led on, as by ...
Wings (Harriet Monroe Poems)
Pearl-gray is the sky,And high within it, sailing by,Three sea-gulls fly.Pearl-white are theyAgainst the sky's obscurer gray-Sea-foam astray.Gulls, sea-gulls white,Drift ...
From An Unpublished Poem (Frances Fuller Victor Poems)
Nay, Hylas, I have come To where life's landscape takes a western slope, And breezes from the occidental ...
To A Child (Edith Nesbit Poems)
(Rosamund.)The fairies have been busy while you slept;They have been laughing where the sad rain wept,They have taught Beauty to ...
The Gates Between (Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Poems)
Pearl-white, opaque and fix?d fast,Flashing between the hands unclasped,Blinding between despairing eyes,The awful Gates shut to, at last,On comfort snatched, ...
Among The Hebrides (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
FROM blue Loch Carron rise white and sheer Its bare rock faces and island cones, And they glitter as frost ...
Malmaison (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...