Lightning-Bugs (Hattie Howard Poems)
Around my vine-wreathed portico, At evening, there's a perfect glow Of little lights a-flashing-- As if the stellar bodies had From super-heat grown hyper-mad, And ...
Around my vine-wreathed portico, At evening, there's a perfect glow Of little lights a-flashing-- As if the stellar bodies had From super-heat grown hyper-mad, And ...
We look up to the stars tonight, Idolatrous of them, And dream that Heaven is in sight, And each a ray of purest ...
Arise to birth with me, my brother.Give me your hand out of the depthssown by your sorrows.You will not return ...
COLOSSAL orb of space,Sparkling with diamondOf countless star on star,All whirling with wild graceIn their enwoven danceIllimitably far,What lies beyondYour ...
Twilight is falling on lake and on land,Softly the wavelets steal in to the strand,Fisher-boats, floating like sea-gulls at rest,Glow ...
How like the stars are these white, nameless faces-These far innumerable burning coals!This pale procession out of stellar spaces,This Milky ...
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
I stood at sunrise, on the topmost partOf lofty mountain, massively sublime;A pinnacle of trachyte, seamed and scarredBy countless generations' ...
READ BEFORE THE NATIONAL CONVENTION OF MEXICAN WAR VETERANS, JANUARY 16, 1874. "WHEN CALIFORNIA WAS A FOREIGN LAND!" How many ...
Thy purpose, heavenly stranger, who may tellBut Him, who linked thee to the starry whole?Wherefore, in this our darkness, be ...
IThe incognizable kings of Night, within their unrevealed abyssHave built them a metropolis against the kingdoms of the light.Its mountain-passing ...
I have long enough been working down in my cellar,Working spade and pick, boring-chisel and drill;I long for wider spaces, ...
Thy shadow, Earth, from Pole to Central Sea, Now steals along upon the Moon's meek shine In even monochrome and ...
Tales in the beginning didn't begin in the telling, they would have started no doubt, but not without a concrete ...
Captain AJ Shout, VC, MC, MID (& bar), who died at Gallipoli of wounds and was posthumously awarded the VC, ...
BEAUTEOUS Rosebud, young and gay, Blooming in thy early May, Never may'st thou, lovely flower, Chilly shrink in sleety shower! ...
I opened wide the bath-room door, And all at once switched on the light, When moving swift across the floor ...
Come, or the stellar tide will slip away. Eastward avoid the hour of its decline, Now! for the needle trembles ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
I. The storm that snapped our fate's one ship in twain Hath blown my half o' the wreck from thine ...
At midnight, death's and truth's unlocking time, When far within the spirit's hearing rolls The great soft rumble of the ...
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