The singing in god’s acre (Eugene Field Poems)
Out yonder in the moonlight, wherein God's Acre lies, Go angels walking to and fro, singing their lullabies. Their radiant ...
Out yonder in the moonlight, wherein God's Acre lies, Go angels walking to and fro, singing their lullabies. Their radiant ...
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him; For vainly where the streamlets ...
A moonbeam floateth from the skies, Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie! I would spin a web before your eyes,-- A beautiful ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There 's naught in ...
Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly: There's nought in this ...
A Greedy Heir long waited to fulfill, As his Executor, a Kinsman's Will; And to himself his Age repeated o'er, ...
Here come the line-gang pioneering by, They throw a forest down less cut than broken. They plant dead trees for ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
Muses, which sadly sit about my chair, Drown'd in the tears extorted by my lines, With heavy sighs whilst thus ...
Eternal and all-working God, which wast Before the world, whose frame by Thee was cast, And beautified with beamful lamps ...
Mark but this flea, and mark in this, How little that which thou deny'st me is; It sucked me first, ...
This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure drop The Day must ...
I I heard the spring wind whisper Above the brushwood fire, "The world is made forever Of transport and desire. ...
Fond man, that canst believe her blood Will from those purple channels flow; Or that the pure untainted flood Can ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
I have experienc'd The worst, the World can wreak on me--the worst That can make Life indifferent, yet disturb With ...
As one who strives a hill to climb, Who never climbed before: Who finds it, in a little time, Grow ...
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...
High stretched upon the swinging yard, I gather in the sheet; But it is hard And stiff, and one cries ...
As those of old drank mummia To fire their limbs of lead, Making dead kings from Africa Stand pandar to ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
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