Turgidus Alpinus (E W Bowling Poems)
My miserable countrymen, whose wont is once a-year To lounge in watering-places, disagreeable and dear; Who on pigmy Cambrian mountains, ...
My miserable countrymen, whose wont is once a-year To lounge in watering-places, disagreeable and dear; Who on pigmy Cambrian mountains, ...
Follow the river and cross the ford, Follow again to the wobbly bridge,Turn to the left at the notice board, ...
A clock aeonian, steady and tall,With its back to creation's flaming wall,Stands at the foot of a dim, wide stair.Swing, ...
The Sun Child:Boys and girls, come out to play: The sun is up, the wind's astray, Early morning's gold is ...
I STILL remember how she moved Among the rathe, wild blooms she loved, (When Spring came tip-toe down the slopes, ...
What a silly bobolink, Down in the meadow grasses! What can the noisy fellow think, When, to ...
Spring is a flirt. Unexpectedly gleaming Over the shoulder of some far blue hill.We glimpse the blue eyes of her, ...
NOW earth's beauteous scenes o'ershading,Twilight her grey mantle flings;Now the realms of day invading,Darkness spreads his ebon wings.From the distant ...
HUSH, little ones don't make a noisePick up your dolls and pick up your toys,Pick up your Teddy Bear, Johnny, ...
It's mighty hard for Mother-I am busy through the dayAnd the tasks of every morning keep the gloomy thoughts away,And ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum ...
Enthusiastic was the crowd That hailed him with delight; The wine was bright, the laughter loud And glorious the night. ...
Dear Uncle Jim. this garden ground That now you smoke your pipe around, has seen immortal actions done And valiant ...
Last, to the chamber where I lie My fearful footsteps patter nigh, And come out from the cold and gloom ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
Come, bright-eyed maid, Pure offspring of the tranquil mind, Haste, my fev'rish temples bind With olive wreaths of em'rald hue ...
I am stretched out under the lean-to Of an old tobacco-shed On a farm in North Carolina. A cardinal sings ...
But, ah! before he came You were only a name: Four little rooms and a cupboard Without a bone, And ...
When the sun Shines through the leaves of the apple-tree, When the sun Makes shadows of the leaves of the ...
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