The Gleeman’s Melody (Fenton Johnson Poems)
ICome, my gleeman, with your melody,Angel melody!Weave from starlight songs of tenderness,Songs of tenderness!Down beneath the curv?d jasper moon,Down beneath ...
ICome, my gleeman, with your melody,Angel melody!Weave from starlight songs of tenderness,Songs of tenderness!Down beneath the curv?d jasper moon,Down beneath ...
After a Print by George Cruikshank It was a gusty night, With the wind booming, and swooping, Looping round corners, ...
The Pobble who has no toes Had once as many as we; When they said "Some day you may lose ...
When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nights; -- When the ...
Children are dumb to say how hot the day is, How hot the scent is of the summer rose, How ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
All night they whine upon their ropes and boom against the dock with helpless prows: these little ships that are ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
'Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . . Draw three cards, and lay them down, Rest ...
I, the poet William Yeats, With old mill boards and sea-green slates, And smithy work from the Gort forge, Restored ...
King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen He had outridden his war-wasted ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, ...
The oleander on the wall Grows crimson in the dawning light, Though the grey shadows of the night Lie yet ...
I. Ah! wherefore by the Church-yard side, Poor little LORN ONE, dost thou stray? Thy wavy locks but thinly hide ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Heavens above! here's an old tie of your-- Sea-green dragons stamped on a golden ground. Ha! Ha! Ha! What children ...
Far-fetched with tales of other worlds and ways, My skin well-oiled with wines of the Levant, I set my face ...
Three jolly Farmers Once bet a pound Each dance the others would Off the ground. Out of their coats They ...
Our hearths are gone out and our hearts are broken, And but the ghosts of homes to us remain, And ...
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