British Georgics. March (James Grahame Poems)
Raised by the coming plough, the merry larkUpsprings, and, soaring, joins the high-poised choirsThat carol far and near, in spiral ...
Raised by the coming plough, the merry larkUpsprings, and, soaring, joins the high-poised choirsThat carol far and near, in spiral ...
I.A NATION'S greatness lies in men, not acres;One master-mind is worth a million hands.No royal robes have marked the planet-shakers,But ...
Imagine a child from Virginia or New HampshireAlone on the prairie eighty years agoOr more, one afternoon-the shaggy peltOf grasses, ...
The glaring sun hath ceased to shine;The solemn stars invade the sky;Again the welcome night is mine,Wherein to view the ...
O Hades! O false gods! false to yourselves! O Hades, 'twas thy brother gave her thee Without a mother's sanction or her ...
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet,And across the distant timber you can SEE the flowing ...
No rest--not one day in the seven for me?Not one, from the maddening yoke to be free?Not one to escape ...
Out of the poignant glare, the shadeless heatOf summer noon, beseech thee follow meInto the dim, dream-haunted secrecyThe cool, green ...
What joy you take in making hotness hotter, In emphasizing dullness with your buzz, Making monotony more monotonous! When Summer comes, and drouth ...
FAR from the northward, from the cloven ridges,Pine-girt, deep-drifted with bewildering snows,By ice-plowed gorge, the leaping river bridges,Light span by ...
She heard the fight was over, And won the wrath of fame!When tidings from her lover, With his good war-steed came:To guard ...
Dear love, life has dewy mornings, And the shadeless blaze of noon,Flowers, that we stop to gather, That fade from our hands ...
When God created man,Of destiny so dim,And deigned His work to scan,Behold, He pitied him;Nay, more, for love of him ...
And should she die, her grave should beUpon the bare top of a sunny hill,Among the moorlands of her own ...
O Blest unfabled Incense Tree,That burns in glorious Araby,With red scent chalicing the air,Till earth-life grow Elysian there!Half buried to ...
Love, the baby,Crept abroad to pluck a flower:One said, Yes, sir; one said, Maybe;One said, Wait the hour.Love, the boy,Joined ...
On shallow straw, in shadeless glass, Huddled by empty bowls, they sleep: No dark, no dam, no earth, no grass ...
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet, And across the distant timber you can SEE the ...
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet, And across the distant timber you can SEE the ...
God gave all men all earth to love, But, since our hearts are small Ordained for each one spot should ...
Shut from the clamor of the street By an old wall with lichen grown, It holds apart from jar and ...
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