The Feast Of The Virgins – The Feast Of The Virgins (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
'Tis the moon of the sere, falling leaves. From the heads of the maples the west-windPlucks the red-and-gold plumage and grieves on ...
'Twas sunrise; the spirits of mist trailed their white robes on dewy savannas,And the flowers raised their heads to be kissed by ...
On the Spirit-Island sitting under midnight's misty moon,Lo I see the spirits flitting o'er the waters one by one!Slumber wraps the ...
Lo the lights in the _"Teepee-Wakan!"_ 'tis the night of the _Wakan Wacepee_.Round and round walks the chief of the clan, as ...
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