Autumn (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
As a harvester, at dusk, Faring down some woody trail Leading homeward through the musk Of may-apple and pawpaw, Hazel-bush, and spice and haw,-- So ...
As a harvester, at dusk, Faring down some woody trail Leading homeward through the musk Of may-apple and pawpaw, Hazel-bush, and spice and haw,-- So ...
'Tis sweet to hold communion With Nature true and wild, And feel the thrill of gladness She breathes upon her child, When close upon ...
A common wayside flower it grew, Unhandsome and unnoticed too, Except in deprecation That such an herb unreared by toil, Prolific cumberer of the ...
I remember well, in my boyhood's romp, The beautiful flower that grew near the swamp, With its spiral screw Of cerulean hue, While on ...
What wealth of floral beauty, fresh from bright summer bowers!What exquisite commingling of lovely fragrant flowers!What budlets of rich promise, ...
O SKY! O lucid sky of May!O'er which the fleecy clouds have stolen,In bands snow-white, and glimmering-gray,Or heart-steeped in a ...
Blossoms crimson, white, or blue,Purple, pink, and every hue,From sunny skies, to tintings drownedIn dusky drops of dew,I praise you ...
Earth, outward tuning on her path in space This pensive southern face, Swathing its smile and shine In ...
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