The Golden Lotus (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
In far Japan this story oldIs carved in ivory, graved in brass,For jealous Fame, who loves the bold,Lets not the ...
In far Japan this story oldIs carved in ivory, graved in brass,For jealous Fame, who loves the bold,Lets not the ...
Great honour hath Boston, the city, won of late in a glorious frayWith a handful of Portuguese fishers on that ...
ROLY POLY'S just awakened,Wakened in his cosy bed,All his dainty ringlets tumbledO'er his shoulders, and his head:Roly Poly's cheeks are ...
IMemphis and Karnak, Luxor, Thebes, the Nile:Of these your letters told; and I who readSaw loom on dim horizons Egypt's ...
Villages rearward burn. Smoke-black the sky.Torrents of flame pour onward from afarOver the ripened corn and meadow-grass.And from these places ...
THE winds are loud and trumpet-clear to-day;They seem to sound in onset, half in ire,Half in the wildness of a ...
IThe sister Hours in circles linked,Daughters of men, of men the mates,Are gone on flow with the day that winked,With ...
Proemion.Immeasurable Earth!Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven,Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs,That cleav'st with deep-revolting harmoniesPassage perpetual, ...
Sprung of the father blood, the mother brain,Are they who point our pathway and sustain.They rarely meet; one soars, one ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,An army issues out of wilderness,With battle plucking round its ragged flanks;Obstruction in ...
Through the water-eye of night,Midway between eve and dawn,See the chase, the rout, the flightIn deep forest; oread, faun,Goat-foot, antlers ...
August 4: 1265Earl Simon on the Abbey towerIn summer sunshine stood,While helm and lance o'er Greenhill heightsCome glinting through the ...
Father, our souls are heavy, pent in the shackles of flesh,Fagged of our masters' levy, snared in the Empire's mesh;Struggle ...
This was a leader of the sons of light,Of winsome cheer and strenuous command.Upon the veteran hordes of Bigot-landAll day ...
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join ...
THEN hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join ...
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, join ...
As I lie at rest on a patch of clover In the Western Park when the day is done. I ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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