Prof. vere de blaw (Eugene Field Poem)
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
A seated statue of himself he seems. A bronze slowness becomes him. Patently The page he contemplates he doesn't see. ...
Grief may have thought it was grief. Care may have thought it was care. They were welcome to their belief, ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
The Color of the Grave is Green -- The Outer Grave -- I mean -- You would not know it ...
It's thoughts -- and just One Heart -- And Old Sunshine -- about -- Make frugal -- Ones -- Content ...
God made a little Gentian -- It tried -- to be a Rose -- And failed -- and all the ...
Have you got a Brook in your little heart, Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drink, ...
A little Snow was here and there Disseminated in her Hair -- Since she and I had met and played ...
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so -- 'Tis Living -- hurts us more -- But Dying -- is a ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
Let me introduce to you my poetry: it's an island flying from book to book searching for the page where ...
That wind is from the North, I know it well; No other breeze could have so wild a swell. Now ...
She's gone -- and twice the summer's sun Has gilt Regina's towers, And melted wild Angora's snows, And warmed Exina's ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun! One mellow smile through the soft vapoury air, Ere, o'er the frozen earth, ...
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
Whene'er I view those lips of thine, Their hue invites my fervent kiss; Yet, I forego that bliss divine, Alas! ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert) while snows flies, chill, after so frequent knew ...
Seedy Henry rose up shy in de world & shaved & swung his barbells, duded Henry up and p.a.'d poor ...
FAME. See, as the prettiest graves will do in time, Our poet's wants the freshness of its prime; Spite of ...
Fear death?-to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts ...
WHILE virgin Spring by Eden's flood, Unfolds her tender mantle green, Or pranks the sod in frolic mood, Or tunes ...
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