The College Widow (George Ade Poems)
When I was but a Freshman - and that was long ago -I saw her first, but did not learn ...
When I was but a Freshman - and that was long ago -I saw her first, but did not learn ...
Allene, sweet sister, with the bloodOf youth yet coursing through your cheeks,I was informed, not long ago,That you had quit ...
Often, when o'er tree and turret, Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I linger Known familiarly as "King's."And ...
Oshagan's most sacred tomb, Land of genius, from where today, A magnificent history Of fifteen tempestuous centuries, Freely moves toward ...
What was is . . . since 1930; the boys in my old gang are senior partners. They start up ...
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} ...
The pure color, shining back at me set against the yellow center purple blue asters the urgent, erect petals swaying ...
Standing on water buoyed by your love even when the winds make some standing confidently knowing you can hold me ...
Like looking inside a Faberge Like a living foundry of Hell the maw of the oven glowing orange and red ...
The stirring of emotion of the wisdom of the young recognizing the sacrifice of our sons and daughters of our ...
As we look at human history in every era, every nation each one claiming Christ as we went into battle ...
Dark arms of wood short legged, as we are sitting empty in the living room the place of her blue ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones-- In fact, he's remarkably fat. He doesn't haunt pubs--he has eight or nine ...
The first-class brains of a senior civil servant Shiver and shatter and fall As the steering column of his comfortable ...
Some good people, daring & subtle voices and their tense faces, as I think of it I see sank underground. ...
Sharecroppers' child, she was more schooled In slaughtering pigs and coaxing corn out of The ground than in the laws ...
Behold this little volume here inrolde: 'Tis the Almighty's present to the world: Hearken earth's earth; each sencelesse thing can ...
This is the pay-day up at the mines, when the bearded brutes come down; There's money to burn in the ...
Quid facis Arctoi charissime transfuga coeli, Ingele, proh sero cognite, rapte cito? Num satis Hybernum defendis pellibus Astrum, Qui modo ...
Dear Goddess of Corn, whom the ancients we know, (Among other odd whims of those comical bodies,) Adorn'd with somniferous ...
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