The Sandpiper (Celia Laighton Thaxter Poems)
Across the lonely beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I, And fast I gather, but ...
Across the lonely beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I, And fast I gather, but ...
Give me my bow, said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me;And where 't is shot mark thou that spot, ...
Out on the mountain over the town, All night long, all night long,The trolls go up and the trolls go ...
The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands;And the little toy soldier is red ...
JUST as of yore the friendly rain Patters its old and frank refrain; Just as of yore the ...
FREEDOM'S first champion in our fettered land! Nor politician nor base citizen Could gibbet thee, nor silence, nor withstand. Thy ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How ...
I I would that folk forgot me quite, Forgot me quite! I would that I could shrink from sight, And ...
Okay, so I don't know it was a male hawk; but "in its talons" didn't sound as good; but I ...
"Give me my bow," said Robin Hood, "An arrow give to me; And where 't is shot mark thou that ...
The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is ...
Out on the mountain over the town, All night long, all night long, The trolls go up and the trolls ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
To the stanch Dust We safe commit thee -- Tongue if it hath, Inviolate to thee -- Silence -- denote ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
Out of the night a crash, A roar, a rampart of light; A flame that leaped like a lash, Searing ...
I wish that I could understand The moving marvel of my Hand; I watch my fingers turn and twist, The ...
Heark how the Mower Damon Sung, With love of Juliana stung! While ev'ry thing did seem to paint The Scene ...
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