The peter-bird (Eugene Field Poem)
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,-- Lie in my arms and dinna greit; Long time been past syn I ...
NO city I to Rheims would e'er prefer: Of France the pride and honour I aver; The Holy Ampoule and ...
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day: Blueberries as ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Knows he who tills this lonely field To reap its scanty corn, What mystic fruit his acres yield At midnight ...
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
Beyond the pale of memory, In some mysterious dusky grove; A place of shadows utterly, Where never coos the turtle-dove, ...
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
All the trees are sleeping, all the winds are still, All the flocks of fleecy clouds have wandered past the ...
I first tasted under Apollo's lips, love and love sweetness, I, Evadne; my hair is made of crisp violets or ...
The Sun kept setting -- setting -- still No Hue of Afternoon -- Upon the Village I perceived From House ...
Promise This -- When You be Dying -- Some shall summon Me -- Mine belong Your latest Sighing -- Mine ...
He scanned it -- staggered -- Dropped the Loop To Past or Period -- Caught helpless at a sense as ...
He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast -- ...
From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone No ...
As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem -- Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came ...
I had a guinea golden -- I lost it in the sand -- And tho' the sum was simple And ...
We came to find the place contained in legendary tracts, the hidden land of fulsome wealth that we had sorely ...
When the black herds of the rain were grazing, In the gap of the pure cold wind And the watery ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
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