Nature’s Way (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
If thou didst slip 'neath the encircling wave And found sure death in coral groves below, Dost think the sea ...
If thou didst slip 'neath the encircling wave And found sure death in coral groves below, Dost think the sea ...
O water, voice of my heart, crying in the sand, All night long crying with a mournful cry. As I ...
It was a weary hour,I looked in the lily-bell.How holy is the flower!It leaned like an angel against the light;"O ...
(_To a Petrel_) All day long in the spindrift swinging, Bird of the sea! bird of the sea! How I ...
I work all day, and get half-drunk at night. Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare. In time the ...
The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is ...
THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,-- The venturous bark that flings On the ...
In Memory of John Keats By the Aurelian Wall, Where the long shadows of the centuries fall From Caius Cestius' ...
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
(Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.) Come away! Come away! Ye are sober and dull through ...
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start, And all ...
(The French "Tommy"). Oh, some of us lolled in the chateau, And some of us slinked in the slum; But ...
AWAY! the moor is dark beneath the moon, Rapid clouds have drunk the last pale beam of even: Away! the ...
I The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- ...
"Throughout these infinite orbs of mingling light, Of which yon earth is one, is wide diffus'd A Spirit of activity ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
(Lines written in the Vale of Chamouni) 1 The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its ...
Last night my soul cried, "O exalted sphere of Heaven, you hang indeed inverted, with flames in your belly. "Without ...
In the evening all the hours that weren't used are emptied out and the beggars are waiting to gather them ...
About Soho we went before the light; We went, unresting six, craving new fun, New scenes, new raptures, for the ...
This poem is intended as a description of a sort of Blashfield mural painting on the sky. To be sung ...
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