A Song Of The Forest (Alma Frances McCollum Poems)
The Legend of Love-Sick Lake WHEN you wander alone through the forest And list to the murmuring song,If your heart ...
The Legend of Love-Sick Lake WHEN you wander alone through the forest And list to the murmuring song,If your heart ...
1630-1633Sick with the strife of tongues, the blustering hateOf frantic Party raving o'er the realm,Sonorous insincerities of debate,And jealous factions ...
THE gorse is yellow on the heath, The banks with speedwell flowers are gay, The oaks are budding; and beneath, ...
"Ere last year's moon had left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest, And folded, O, so lovingly, ...
MUTE, sightless visitant, From what uncharted world Hast voyaged into Life's rude sea, With guidance scant; As if some ...
"THOU tyrant of the ling'ring hour! Ah, why with me delight to rest? Hence far away, tormenting pow'r Unwelcome guest! ...
Not for vague honors, not for treacherous power He lived and toiled thro' this, his earthy span;But to uphold and ...
Elle etait bien jolie, au matin, sans atours,De son jardin naissant visitant les merveilles,Dans leur nid d'ambroisie epiant ses abeilles,Et ...
My love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high; It was begotten of Despair ...
Whose is the speechThat moves the voices of this lonely beech?Out of the long West did this wild wind come ...
Nature is Music;—and the mystic tale, No fable to the well-attempered ear, Which sings that harmony tunes every sphere In ...
The gorse is yellow on the heath,The banks with speedwell flowers are gay,The oaks are budding, and, beneath,The hawthorn soon ...
'Dockery was junior to you, Wasn't he?' said the Dean. 'His son's here now.' Death-suited, visitant, I nod. 'And do ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
When the shy star goes forth in heaven All maidenly, disconsolate, Hear you amid the drowsy even One who is ...
Silent is the house: all are laid asleep: One alone looks out o'er the snow-wreaths deep, Watching every cloud, dreading ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
Children running into izba, Calling father, dripping sweat: "Daddy, daddy! come -- there is a Deadman caught inside our net." ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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