The Broken Mug (John Esten Cooke Poems)
My mug is broken, my heart is sad! What woes can fate still hold in store!The friend I cherished a thousand ...
My mug is broken, my heart is sad! What woes can fate still hold in store!The friend I cherished a thousand ...
A HUNGARIAN LEGENDStibor had led in many a fight, And broken a score of swordsIn furious frays and bloody raids Against the ...
At husking time the tassel fadesTo brown above the yellow blades,Whose rustling sheath enswathes the cornThat bursts its chrysalis in ...
In bloom gemm'd depths, where Sylvan branches meetAbove dim paths, that thread a still retreat;Where light on tip-toe shy, steals ...
Six score there were, six score and ten, From Hald that rode that day;And when they came to Brattingsborg They ...
'What have you there?' the great Panjandrum saidTo the Master of the Revels who had ledA bucking truant with a ...
UNDER harness his heart then is hit indeedby sharpest shafts; and no shelter availsfrom foul behest of the hellish fiend. ...
A CUP she gave him, with kindly greetingand winsome words. Of wounden gold,she offered, to honor him, arm-jewels twain,corselet and ...
Time-morningA half-point Nor'ard from the West,A bluish-tinted spot of light,Now deep below, ...
i. ChristmasThrough His first darkness here He sleeps at easeHappy and still, whose light is the sun's Sun;And the rising ...
I looked like Abraham Lincoln.I was one of you, Spoon River, in all fellowship,But standing for the rights of property ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
Up from the meadows rich with corn, Clear in the cool September morn, The clustered spires of Frederick stand Green-walled ...
This year an ocean trip I took, and as I am a Scot And like to get my money's worth ...
I was with Special Force, blue-X-ing raids to OK surfing on the Colonel's birthday. Operation Ariel: we sprayed Jimi Hendrix ...
I looked like Abraham Lincoln. I was one of you, Spoon River, in all fellowship, But standing for the rights ...
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