The Old-Fashioned Garden (Joseph C Lincoln Poems)
Oh, those sweet old-fashioned posies, that were mother's pride and joy,In the sunny little garden where I wandered when a ...
Oh, those sweet old-fashioned posies, that were mother's pride and joy,In the sunny little garden where I wandered when a ...
TUNE--_"The mill, mill, O."_ Oh, bonnie buds yon birchen tree, The western breeze perfuming; And softly smiles yon sunny brae, Wi' gowans gaily blooming. But ...
In the gleam and gloom of the April weather, When the snows have flown in the brooklet's flood,And the Showers and ...
Out of lemon flowersloosedon the moonlight, love'slashed and insatiableessences,sodden with fragrance,the lemon tree's yellowemerges,the lemonsmove downfrom the tree's planetariumDelicate merchandise!The ...
When in summer thou walkest In the meads by the river, And to thyself talkest, Dost thou think of one ever-- A lost and ...
NEVER a leaf is shornBut the vine surely misses;From ministering night-dews torn,From the sun's kisses.Dozing the warm light in,In cool ...
Inesilla! I am hereThy own cavalierIs now beneath thy lattice playing:Why art thou delaying?He hath riden many a mileBut to ...
The butterfly is perfumingIt's wings in the scentOf the orchid. (Matsuo Basho)
A MasqueJAMES ALEXANDER WILLIAMSON: ANN WHITFIELD GREGORY: Married April 7, 1853. Annus Eighteen Hundred and Fifty-three. Annus Eighteen Hundred and ...
HAIL, Devon! in thy bosom let me rest, And pour forth music from my raptur'd breast: I'll stray thy meadow'd ...
SENT IN A LITTLE BOX.LET them lie, yes, let them lie, They'll be dead to-morrow: Lift the lid up quietly ...
"I'VE seen the smiling of Fortune beguiling, I've tasted her favours, and felt her decay; Sweet is her blessing, ...
Sweet, bide with me and let my love Be an enduring tether;Oh, wanton not from spot to spot, But let ...
Sweet, bide with me and let my love Be an enduring tether; Oh, wanton not from spot to spot, But ...
An Allusion to the Phoenix 'Mongst all the creatures in this spacious round Of the birds' kind, the Phoenix is ...
"ROWSES, Rowses! Penny a bunch!" they tell you-- Slattern girls in Trafalgar, eager to sell you. Roses, roses, red in ...
LOVE, thou are absolute, sole Lord Of life and death. To prove the word, We'll now appeal to none of ...
Memories bursting like tears or waves On some lonely Adriatic shore Beating again and again Threshings of green sea foam ...
The artichoke With a tender heart Dressed up like a warrior, Standing at attention, it built A small helmet Under ...
Out of lemon flowers loosed on the moonlight, love's lashed and insatiable essences, sodden with fragrance, the lemon tree's yellow ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
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