The Vow Of Cortes (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
Word was brought where Cortes layOn the shores of Coronzel,That, pent from the blessed light of dayAnd the free breath ...
Word was brought where Cortes layOn the shores of Coronzel,That, pent from the blessed light of dayAnd the free breath ...
THERE was a season when I lovedThe calm and holy night, -When, like yon silvery evening star,Just trembling on our ...
O mad, superbly drunk; If you kick open your doors andplay the fool in public; If you empty your bag in a ...
Frail fronds of ferns uncurling,Blue iris flags unfurling,Pale showers of blossoms swirlingLike clouds of wind-blown snow;With fragile wildings playing,Like two ...
God-like Tsarevna Of the Kirgiz-Kaisatskii horde! Whose wisdom matchless Opened the true path To young Prince Khlor To go up ...
I am not your Pururoba! Hey, Urboshi, A realm I erected here at mortal Aloka Ephemeral, no doubt, inspired by ...
unfurling our Japanese parasolsout in the desertwe arrange our dolls' tea seton an upturned butter boxwe have invited the little ...
If thou wert lying cold and still and white In death's embraces, O mine enemy! I think that if I ...
She standeth silent as a thoughtToo sacred to be uttered; allHer face unfurling like a flowerThat at a breath too ...
Far from the battle shock, fate has fast bound thee,Chained to the rugged rock, waves dash around thee,Instead of the ...
Spring quickly growing alive in the water the weeks of rain infusing all the land with color the softness of ...
The necks of the ferns the fiddleheads opening like the wings of butterflies the blood making them rigid the ferns ...
In the root of Winter the shoot of Spring the blossom of each flower in the rising from the earth ...
In my mind's eye remembering some that I had seen the words on the radio speaking to me In lines ...
Newborn, rising from the earth the warming, changing, the rich wet soil the crocus rising from its slumber bursting forth ...
Bursting forth, blooming before our eyes not some truly gradual even, unfurling more like water boiling, suddenly, urgently seemingly going ...
Ace of spades, in living flesh, silken skin of the shy tulip Petals praying clasped together for the warming rays ...
Eager, poised and ready unfurling in the hot July sun wanting, needing to join her sisters and brothers in the ...
Soul of the Poet ! wheresoe'er, Reclaimed from earth, thy genius plume Her wings of immortality ; Suspend thy harp ...
O my beloved city, How many times have I deserted you For the sights and sounds of Babylon? How often ...
O mad, superbly drunk; If you kick open your doors and play the fool in public; If you empty your ...
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