The Boy On The Prairie (Edwin Ford Piper Poems)
"At thirteen he first saw a railway trainWith all the amazing violence of the wheels,And the coughing engine, and the ...
"At thirteen he first saw a railway trainWith all the amazing violence of the wheels,And the coughing engine, and the ...
God wrapt him in a world of purer light And clearer thought. His soulPulsed into being, gifted with far might. ...
Lying full-length upon the summer grass,And by the murmur of a summer stream,I heard the village bell, and turning roundTo ...
I.COME o'er the green hills to the sunny sea! The boundless sea that washeth many lands, Where shells unknown to ...
I stood in a dream between Life and Death, And I whisper'd to the twain—"Now, which of you has the ...
The dead man in the chamber dimLay, with the silence over him.The weary feet and weary breastOf eighty-five were now ...
'TWAS eve; the broadly shining sun Its long, celestial course, had run; The twilight heaven, so soft and blue, Met ...
NIGHT-BLUE skies of thine,Egypt, and thy dead who may not rest,Who with wide eyesStand staring in the darkness of the ...
The Earth Speaks:HUSH! he drowses, drowses deep,While my quiet arms I keepClose about him in his sleep.Once he glanced at ...
Midsummer noon: and the timbered wallsstart in the heat;and the children sag listlessly over the desks,with bloodless faces oozing sweatsipped ...
Here the inscrutable purpose of my God Set me, to be to men a thing of hate,Watching the way where ...
HEAT overspread the earth, the birds were dumb;A shrouding of white cloud, which was not cloud,Or mist, which was not ...
Beneath the couchant lion, grey and grim,We lit upon the last of state romance,The last of chivalrous circumstance;The Champions-each his ...
Moon Tops Olive Firridge Hazy Waked - Blue Squats Snow - Stirless Brush Blacks Mute - She Strips - Naked ...
The Truth -- is stirless -- Other force -- may be presumed to move -- This -- then -- is ...
I breathed enough to take the Trick -- And now, removed from Air -- I simulate the Breath, so well ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden; around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, ...
Come, for the dusk is our own; let us fare forth together, With a quiet delight in our hearts for ...
From cold Norse caves or buccaneer Southern seas Oft come repenting tempests here to die; Bewailing old-time wrecks and robberies, ...
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