September (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Now hath the summer reached her golden close,And, lost amid her corn-fields, bright of soul,Scarcely perceives from her divine reposeHow ...
Poems about purple-gray (2 Poems)
Sunset (Archibald Lampman Poems)
From this windy bridge at rest,In some former curious hour,We have watched the city's hue,All along the orange west,Cupola and ...