Li’l Brac Sheep. (Elliott Blaine Henderson Poems)
TO DR. JOHN DUDLEY DUNHAM AND WILBUR DUNHAM, Columbus, Ohio. De li'l brac' sheep Tromp 'roun' all day, Way in ...
TO DR. JOHN DUDLEY DUNHAM AND WILBUR DUNHAM, Columbus, Ohio. De li'l brac' sheep Tromp 'roun' all day, Way in ...
TO CALVIN W. REYNOLDS, Columbus, O. Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Cums fum de owl, De mos' com'kul Ub all de ...
MRS. CARTER speaks:We came oot here in '87, A lang, lang way ower sea;A renky chap wur my Bill an* ...
IT isn't fair to take my becks,My lile hidden tarn,My mossy springs, my waterfall,An' make all on 'em larnThi songs. ...
Full-ripened on the bough,Pends the bright apple now,And the lees fall from out the unclouded wine.These memories that returnPour from ...
A place uplifted towards the midnight skyFar, far away among the mountains old,A treeless waste of rocks and freezing cold,Where ...
The brook leaps riotous with its life just found, That freshets from the mountain rains have fed, Beats at the ...
By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed From the cliff where she lay in the Sun Fell the Stone ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
for T. P. Flanagan We have no prairies To slice a big sun at evening-- Everywhere the eye concedes to ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
The Boy from his bedroom-window Look'd over the little town, And away to the bleak black upland Under a clouded ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap Left by the Holy Quest; and as he sat In hall ...
So was their sanctuary violated, So their fair college turned to hospital; At first with all confusion: by and by ...
The Muse is stern unto her favoured sons, Giving to some the keys of all the joy Of the green ...
So shall this book wax like unto a well, Fairy with mirrored flowers about the brim, Or like some tarn ...
IN the black pool of the midnight Lu has slung the morning star, And its foam in rippling silver whitens ...
With white frost gone And all green dreams not worth much, After a lean day's work Time comes round for ...
What lovely things Thy hand hath made: The smooth-plumed bird In its emerald shade, The seed of the grass, The ...
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