Signal Bill (Burt Franklin Jenness Poems)
'Twas what ye'd call a nasty night,An' 'twa''t no time to pick a fight,Th' we struck th' zone;Th' fog wuz ...
'Twas what ye'd call a nasty night,An' 'twa''t no time to pick a fight,Th' we struck th' zone;Th' fog wuz ...
Owd Moxy wrowt hard for his morsil o' breead, An' to keep up his courage he'd sing, Tho' Time ...
A girlish voice like a silver bellRang over the sparkling tide, "A race! a race!" She was under the ...
Last night I got to thinkin' of the pleasant long ago,When I still had on knee breeches, an' I wore ...
The eager note on my door said "Call me,"call when you get in!" so I quickly threwa few tangerines into ...
The eager note on my door said "Call me, call when you get in!" so I quickly threw a few ...
519'Twas warm - at first - like Us -Until there crept uponA Chill - like frost upon a Glass -Till ...
The fountain bent and straightened itself In the night wind, Blowing like a flower. It gleamed and glittered, A tall ...
Between my finger and my thumb The squat pin rest; snug as a gun. Under my window, a clean rasping ...
What tree may not the fig be gathered from? The grape may not be gathered from the birch? It's all ...
We must have clamored for the same mother, hurried for the same womb. I know it now as I read ...
'Twas warm -- at first -- like Us -- Until there crept upon A Chill -- like frost upon a ...
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
Why do you always stand there shivering Between the white stream and the road? The people pass through the dust ...
Acquaintance; companion; One dear brilliant woman; The best-endowed, the elect, All by their youth undone, All, all, by that inhuman ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child; And she was the fairest of all ...
Her mind lives in a quiet room, A narrow room, and tall, With pretty lamps to quench the gloom And ...
Isabel met an enormous bear, Isabel, Isabel, didn't care; The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous, The bear's big ...
Down from the purple mist of trees on the mountain, lurching through forests of white spruce and cedar, stumbling through ...
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