To Isaac Walton (John Kenyon Poems)
Walton! dear Angler! when, a school-freed boy, Of varnished rod and silken tackle proud, I sought the brooks, or by some still ...
Walton! dear Angler! when, a school-freed boy, Of varnished rod and silken tackle proud, I sought the brooks, or by some still ...
WHO HAD SENT ME A SEVEN-POUND TROUTFit for an Abbot of Theleme, For the whole Cardinals' College, orThe Pope himself to ...
In the oldest wood I know a brooklet,That bubbles over stones and roots,And ripples out of hollow places,Like music out ...
Ex Terris M.S. Here lyeth buried so much as could dye of ANNE, the Wife of Isaak Walton; who was a Woman of Remarkable Prudence, and of ...
I hail thee, Nessmuk, for the lofty tone Yet simple grace that marks thy poetry! True forester thou art, and still to ...
I HATE the vast array of "modern" things,Gilt and pale purple, yellow, pink, and white;Dull imitations and a thousand lightAnd ...
TIS April! 'Tis a holyday! and they shut close yester-even The golden gates of Sydenham with the clang of iron ...
When my ship comes in, as it's bound to come, I'll follow no poet to Innisfree, For I don't much ...
I see yet, bright as summer beams, The spot where all my childhood wander'd,And where, in rich Arabian dreams, I ...
He said his legs were stiff and sore ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
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