A Victim Of Modern Inventions (Hannah S Battersby Poems)
Since quite a boy Hal Gradient had beenNoted for ingenuity--betweenThe hours when not on active duty heImmersed in some new ...
Since quite a boy Hal Gradient had beenNoted for ingenuity--betweenThe hours when not on active duty heImmersed in some new ...
Once on a timeThere was a little boy: a master-mageBy virtue of a BookOf magic--O, so magical it filledHis life ...
So soon he fell, the world will never know What possibilities within him lay, What hopes irradiated his young life, With high ambition ...
TO G. F. M. THIS VOLUME IS INSCRIBED IN MEMORY OF MANY DAYS. _What though I dreamed of mountain heights, Of peaks, the barriers of ...
TIME is a thief who leaves his tools behind him;He comes by night, he vanishes at dawn;We track his footsteps, ...
Where the trail of the Brown Robe beckonsUp the California shore,Now the California padresPlod the dusty way no more,Now the ...
Of myriads, but one hath foundThe sesame that opes the ground,And shows the hidden treasuryOf all the wealth that makes ...
He prisons many a life indeedWithin the narrow cells of seed,But cannot call them forth againWithout the sesame of rain. ...
TO THEM THAT MOURNLet your tears flow; let your sad sighs have scope;Only take heed they fan, they water Hope.A ...
Nobody knew why it should be so;Nobody knew or wanted to know. It might have been checked had but someone ...
My spirit only lived to look on Beauty's face,As only when they clasp the arms seem served aright;As in their ...
Wherein are words sublime or noble? What Invests one speech with haloed eminence, Makes it the sesame for all doors ...
I pass a lighted window And a closed door-And I am not troubled Any more.Though the road is murky, I ...
I've pulled the last of the year's young onions. The garden is bare now. The ground is cold, brown and ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
naked along the side of the house, 8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil over my body, Jesus, have I come ...
My spirit only lived to look on Beauty's face, As only when they clasp the arms seem served aright; As ...
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