The Family Party (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
I SING the family party that once we used to know, The old time family parties we gave so long ...
I SING the family party that once we used to know, The old time family parties we gave so long ...
I've ridden nigh a thousand leagues upon two bands of steel,And it takes a grizzled Westerner to know just how ...
As I went down a forest place At the closing of the yearTo find me peace, and gather grace In ...
The trees and the flowers are beautiful, The sky is blue and high,And the small streams make pleasant soundsAs they ...
WHO nearer Nature's life would truly come Must nearest come to him of whom I speak; He all kinds knew,-the ...
The dead friends live and always will;Their presence hovers round us still.It seems to me they come to shareEach joy ...
She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew For she heard a whimper under the ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Even the bravest that are slain Shall not dissemble their surprise On waking to find valor reign, Even as on ...
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good ...
The angels are stooping Above your bed; They weary of trooping With the whimpering dead. God's laughing in Heaven To ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
1 OVER the western sea, hither from Niphon come, Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys, Leaning back in their open barouches, ...
1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
1 PROUD music of the storm! Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies! Strong hum of forest tree-tops! ...
The seafarers tell of the Eastern Isle of Bliss, It is lost in a wilderness of misty sea waves. But ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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