A Broadway Idyl (Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert Poems)
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
JAMIE.O MOTHER, what country is that I seeFar over the stream and the boulders gray,Where the wind-song pipes, and the ...
I"HERE are sweet peas, on tip-toe for a flight."How aptly that immortal poet singsOf these and of all other lovely ...
When I have a house . . . as I sometime may . . .I'll suit my fancy in every ...
I. Where falls the shadow of the Kofel cross Athwart the Alpine snows, the rose of faith ...
THEY nearly strike me dumb, And I tremble when they come Pit-a-pat: This palpitation means That these Boots are Geraldine's ...
The column winds on snake-like,Through blistering, treeless spaces;The hovering gray-black dust cloudsTint in ghoulish shades our faces. The sweat of ...
SOMEBODY spoke a cheering word,Somebody praised his labor,And something deep in his soul was stirred,That night he smiled at his ...
Sometimes the strident reds and burning blues,The raw vermillions and magenta huesAre all too harsh.they persecute our eyes.So then, like ...
The Spring is gone. I have not seen Its fairies tripping on the Block,Arcadians in grey and green, ...
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