Boy O’ Dreams (Helen Hay Whitney Poems)
Must I leave you in the mountains,Boy o' Dreams?Must I leave you where the fountainsToss the silver of their streams-Where ...
Must I leave you in the mountains,Boy o' Dreams?Must I leave you where the fountainsToss the silver of their streams-Where ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child;And she was the fairest of all flesh ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when ...
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
, So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea; ...
1295So the land had rest! and the cloud of that heart-sore struggle and painRose from her ancient hills, and peace ...
1382It is a dream, I know:--Yet on the pastOf this dear England if in thought we gaze,About her seems a ...
_Deere Chryste, let not the cheere of earth, To fill our hearts with heedless mirth This holy Christmasse time; ...
_She_. How soft the night wind strokes the meadow grasses And, breathing music, through ...
Dear Miller: You and I despise The cad who gathers books to sell 'em, Be they but sixteen-mos in ...
She does not "languish in her bower", Or squander all the golden day In fashioning a gaudy flower Upon a ...
--And yet this great wink of eternity, Of rimless floods, unfettered leewardings, Samite sheeted and processioned where Her undinal vast ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child; And she was the fairest of all ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur's table, ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
SIR OZANA. All day long and every day, From Christmas-Eve to Whit-Sunday, Within that Chapel-aisle I lay, And no man ...
I. THE VOICE OF THE MAN IMPATIENT WITH VISIONS AND UTOPIAS We find your soft Utopias as white As new-cut ...
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