A Song Of The Summer Wind (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
BALMILY, balmily, summer wind,Sigh through the mountain passes;Over the sleep of the beautiful deep,Over the woods' green masses -Ripple the ...
BALMILY, balmily, summer wind,Sigh through the mountain passes;Over the sleep of the beautiful deep,Over the woods' green masses -Ripple the ...
There once was a Willow, and he was very old,And all his leaves fell off from him, and left him ...
Lo! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps,Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps:She, while the lovely babe unconscious lies,Smiles ...
LAY not reproach at the drunkard's doorOh Fanatic, thou that art pure of soul;Not thine on the page of life ...
Scene I"Discontent"LAURENCE RABY.Laurence:I said to young Allan M'Ilveray, Beside the swift swirls of the North,When, in lilac shot through with ...
IRed SlippersRed slippers in a shop-window, and outside in the street, flaws of grey,windy sleet!Behind the polished glass, the slippers ...
There is a river clear and fair,'Tis neither broad nor narrow;It winds a little here and thereIt winds about like ...
1'Are you ready for your steeple-chase, Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree?Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Baree,You're booked to ride your capping ...
Willy."How now, shepherde, what meanes that?Why that willowe in thy hat?Why thy scarffes of red and yelloweTurn'd to branches of ...
'Tis the time of the year's sundown, and flame Hangs on the maple bough; And June is the faded ...
There was a time when Mother Nature made My soul's sun, and my soul's shade. A cloud in the sky ...
My heart's at the war with a good-natured riflemanWhere he stands firing his foemen to slay;While he was home with ...
Ladybird, ladybird! fly away home! The field-mouse has gone to her nest,The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes, ...
THE ELDER'S bridal in July, Bright as a cloud! A ripe blonde girl, Billowing to the ground in foamy petticoats, ...
The dew lies heavy all around, Nor, till the sun shines, leaves the ground. Far into night we feasting sit; ...
Streaks of green and yellow iridescence, Silver shiftings, Rings veering out of rings, Silver -- gold -- Grey-green opaqueness sliding ...
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see ...
O SING unto my roundelay, O drop the briny tear with me; Dance no more at holyday, Like a running ...
1 SOMETHING startles me where I thought I was safest; I withdraw from the still woods I loved; I will ...
A Well there is in the west country, And a clearer one never was seen; There is not a wife ...
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