The Rhyme Of The Lady Of The Rock. Fitte The First. (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
Rose-red for the banner of love, And a blush for the cheek of the bride; To the valleys and hills ...
Rose-red for the banner of love, And a blush for the cheek of the bride; To the valleys and hills ...
I_Sailor William is dead. And now Toll the great bells disconsolate. Let the maiden have time for tearsEre you ...
Eight years have fled since, in the wilderness,I drew the rein to rest my comrade there-My supple, clean-limbed pony of ...
I.Gone, O gentle heart and true, Friend of hopes foregone,Hopes and hopeful days with you Gone? Days ...
Where the short-legged EsquimauxWaddle in the ice and snow,And the playful Polar bearNips the hunter unaware;Where by day they track ...
I.Cain And Abel THOU, the young world's first dead, unwept shall be Through storied time, pure spirit, called to rise ...
I tell myself an unfathomable lavender topI stand beyond the bunches of the springThe lip within ...
I.Years upon years, as a course of clouds that thickenThronging the ways of the wind that shifts and veers,Pass, and ...
Her courts are by the flux of flaming ways, Between the rivers and the illumined sky Whose fervid depths reverberate ...
(For S. M. L.) I like to look at the blossomy track of the moon upon the sea, But it ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The roses of Love glad the garden of life, Though nurtur'd 'mid weeds dropping pestilent dew, Till Time crops the ...
The garden's full of scented wallflowers, And, save that these stir faintly, nothing stirs; Only a distant bell in hollow ...
1 SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern ...
I. Gone, O gentle heart and true, Friend of hopes foregone, Hopes and hopeful days with you Gone? Days of ...
I. Years upon years, as a course of clouds that thicken Thronging the ways of the wind that shifts and ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
I Beyond the hollow sunset, ere a star Take heart in heaven from eastward, while the west, Fulfilled of watery ...
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
Her courts are by the flux of flaming ways, Between the rivers and the illumined sky Whose fervid depths reverberate ...
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