Lord Thomas and Fair Annet (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Lord Thomas and fair AnnetSat all day on a hillWhen night was come and sun was setThey had not talked ...
Lord Thomas and fair AnnetSat all day on a hillWhen night was come and sun was setThey had not talked ...
There was a boy — not above childish fears — With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, ...
Alone upon the battlefield, The martial maiden stood.Where scores of Cuba's valiant sons Lay weltering in blood.She wore a simple ...
Beside Missouri's swelling wavesAn Indian maiden knelt,And gazed across the shadowed stream,And through the forest's belt;And while the leaves about ...
There's a rustle in the woodlands, and a sighing in the breeze,For the Little Folk are busy in the ...
This morning more mysterious seems the sea Than yesterday when, with reverberant roar, It charged upon the beaches, and the ...
Better than granite, Spoon River,Is the memory-picture you keep of meStanding before the pioneer men and womenThere at Concord Church ...
A cool wind took me by the hand And led me on beguilingly, Until before me, broad and bland, ...
Alone I pace the path we walked last year. Dost thou remember it? Then everywhere The wheat-fields shimmered in the ...
The year has been a tedious one-- A weary round of toil and sorrow, And, since it now at ...
Staid people say that Pan is deadBut they are wrong. His shaggy headI saw but yesterday at noon,And once before ...
Pale, with the blue of high zeniths, shimmered over with silver, brocaded In smooth, running patterns, a soft stuff, with ...
Behind the cruise ship, in the wake a green phosphorescence bubbled and shimmered in the dark of night the white ...
Our life is a fire dampened, or a fire shut up in stone. --Jacob Boehme, De Incarnatione Verbi Outside everything ...
I saw a brilliant angelfish whose tail and fins shimmered yellow until it turned and silver spread like an undercoat ...
The horse beneath me seemed To know what course to steer Through the horror of snow I dreamed, And so ...
Lavender musk rose from the volume I was reading through, The college crest impressed in gold, tooled gold lettering on ...
There was a boy -- not above childish fears -- With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, ...
In the last spring I ever knew, In those last days, I sat in the forsaken orchard Where beyond fields ...
Better than granite, Spoon River, Is the memory-picture you keep of me Standing before the pioneer men and women There ...
Sometimes I dip my pen and find the bottle full of fire, The salamanders flying forth I cannot but admire. ...
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