In Memoriam: Alice Fane Gunn Stenhouse (Henry Kendall Poems)
The grand, authentic songs that rollAcross grey widths of wild-faced sea,The lordly anthems of the Pole,Are loud upon the lea.Yea, ...
The grand, authentic songs that rollAcross grey widths of wild-faced sea,The lordly anthems of the Pole,Are loud upon the lea.Yea, ...
Two years had the tiger, whose shape was that of a sinister man,Been out since the night of escape — ...
Gaul whose keel in far, dim ages ploughed wan widths of polar sea-Gray old sailor of Massilia, who hath woven ...
A voice of grave, deep emphasis Is in the woods to-night;No sound of radiant day is this, No cadence of the light.Here ...
Only once more and not again--the larchesShake to the wind their echo, 'Not again,'--We see, below the sky that over-archesHeavy ...
ACROSS bleak widths of broken sea A fierce north-easter breaks,And makes a thunder on the lea- A whiteness of the lakes.Here, while ...
I see, as one in dreaming,A broad, bright, quiet sea;Beyond it lies a haven —The only home for me.Some men ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
Out of the heart of the city begottenOf the labour of men and their manifold hands,Whose souls, that were sprung ...
Before you leave my hands' abusesTo lie where many odd things meet you,Neglected darkling of the Muses,I, the last of ...
590Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth -Widths out of the Sun -And look - and shudder, and block ...
The Color of a Queen, is this -- The Color of a Sun At setting -- this and Amber -- ...
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth -- Widths out of the Sun -- And look -- and shudder, ...
In my aunt's house, the milk jug's beaded crochet cover tickles the ear. We've eaten boiled things with butter. Pie ...
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