Broken Wings (Christopher Pearse Cranch Poems)
GRAY-HEADED POETS, whom the full years blessWith life and health and chance still multipliedTo hold your forward course - fame ...
GRAY-HEADED POETS, whom the full years blessWith life and health and chance still multipliedTo hold your forward course - fame ...
So there's my year, the twelvemonth duly told Since last I climbed this brow and gloated round Upon the lands ...
By scattered rocks and turbid waters shifting,By furrowed glade and dell,To feverish men thy calm, sweet face uplifting,Thou stayest them ...
Now all our English woodland sighs "October." The mild sun going down behind the treesDoth bless a countryside as ...
As one of some fat tillage dispossessed, Weighing the yield of these four faded years, If any ask what fruit ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
Those cattle smaller than a Bee That herd upon the eye -- Whose tillage is the passing Crumb -- Those ...
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line, From some ...
Far-off, most secret, and inviolate Rose, Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those Who sought thee in the ...
AS I watch'd the ploughman ploughing, Or the sower sowing in the fields-or the harvester harvesting, I saw there too, ...
As one of some fat tillage dispossessed, Weighing the yield of these four faded years, If any ask what fruit ...
'FALL in! Now get a move on.' (Curse the rain.) We splash away along the straggling village, Out to the ...
Heaven's mighty sweet, I guess; Ain't no rush to git there: Been a sinner, more or less; Maybe wouldn't fit ...
MEN are Heaven's piers; they evermore Unwearying bear the skyey floor; Man's theatre they bear with ease, Unfrowning cariatides! I, ...
Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another; Whose ...
Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another; Whose ...
Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another, Whose ...
Holland, that scarce deserves the name of Land, As but th'Off-scouring of the Brittish Sand; And so much Earth as ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
"What should such fellows as I do, Crawling between earth and heaven?" Here is the phial; here I turn the ...
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