On Seeing A Beautiful Boy At Play (Nathaniel Parker Willis Poems)
Down the green slope he bounded. Raven curls From his white shoulders by the winds were swept, And the clear color of ...
Down the green slope he bounded. Raven curls From his white shoulders by the winds were swept, And the clear color of ...
I.Who pipes upon the long green hill, Where meadow grass is deep?The white lamb bleats but followeth on— Follow the clean white ...
It is the hour of eveningWhen nature is at rest:Each weary bird is sleepingWithin its pleasant nest;The bee hath ceased ...
Shimmer of rose and pearl,Sheen on an opal sky; Day's crimson banners unfurl,Purple-pleached shadow-gleams die; Dawn flowers bourgeoning fair,Meads with the dawn-dews ...
In byre and barn the mows are brim with sheaves,Where stealeth in with phosphorescent treadThe glimmering moon, and, 'neath his ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
Joy, thou beauteous godly lightning,Daughter of Elysium,Fire drunken we are ent'ringHeavenly, thy holy home!Thy enchantments bind together,What did custom stern ...
Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green, That ...
The rough north winds have left their icy cavesTo growl and grope for preyUpon the murky sea;The lonely sea-gull skims ...
Youth's gay springtime scarcely knowing Went I forth the world to roam—And the dance of youth, the glowing, Left I ...
I called to the wind of the Winter,As he sped like a steed on his way,"Oh! rest for awhile on ...
A moonbeam floateth from the skies,Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie!I would spin a web before your eyes,—A beautiful web of silver ...
I looked in the brook and saw a face -Heigh-ho, but a child was I!There were rushes and willows in ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
I looked in the brook and saw a face - Heigh-ho, but a child was I! There were rushes and ...
A moonbeam floateth from the skies, Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie! I would spin a web before your eyes,-- A beautiful ...
We hugg, imprison, hang, and save, This foe, this friend, our Lord, our slave. While thus I hang, you threatned ...
Youth's gay springtime scarcely knowing Went I forth the world to roam-- And the dance of youth, the glowing, Left ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
There is never a wind to sing o'er the sea On its dimpled bosom that holdeth in fee Wealth of ...
Dawn talks to Day Over dew-gleaming flowers, Night flies away Till the resting of hours: Fresh are thy feet And ...
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