Lament For The Year 1887 (David John Scott Poems)
My tale to-night is full of woe,I would that it were one of gladness;I would not thrill your hearts, you ...
My tale to-night is full of woe,I would that it were one of gladness;I would not thrill your hearts, you ...
On a Picture by R. R. Reinagle,Representing me in an easy armed chair, which Mrs. M. took kind pains to ...
The dignity of Camperdown Is not to be denied,Where Leura looks upon the town And that lush countrysideAnd comfortable, stout ...
You'll live, but I'll not; perhaps,The final turn is that.Oh, how strongly grabs usThe secret plot of fate.They differently shot ...
Fully occupied with growing--that's the amaryllis. Growing especially at night: it would take only a bit more patience than I've ...
Tall and freckled and sandy, Face of a country lout; This was the picture of Andy, Middleton's Rouseabout. Type of ...
The blue jay scuffling in the bushes follows Some hidden purpose, and the gush of birds That spurts across the ...
Vetted, checked, rechecked Branch on branch Dead ends and richness Teasing truths from the muck Seeing possibilities in hypothetical, Looping ...
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
He ate and drank the precious Words -- His Spirit grew robust -- He knew no more that he was ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
A PROMISE to California, Also to the great Pastoral Plains, and for Oregon: Sojourning east a while longer, soon I ...
1 COME closer to me; Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess; Yield closer and closer, and ...
BEHOLD this swarthy face-these gray eyes, This beard-the white wool, unclipt upon my neck, My brown hands, and the silent ...
I HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear; Those of mechanics-each one singing his, as it should be, blithe ...
A WOMAN waits for me-she contains all, nothing is lacking, Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking, or if ...
I DREAM'D in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of ...
AARM'D year! year of the struggle! No dainty rhymes or sentimental love verses for you, terrible year! Not you as ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories