The Royal Mails (Ralph Hodgson Poems)
For all its flowers and trailing bowers,Its singing birds and streams,This valley's not the blissful spot,The paradise, it seems.I don't ...
For all its flowers and trailing bowers,Its singing birds and streams,This valley's not the blissful spot,The paradise, it seems.I don't ...
IWith their country tied to their sails and their oars hung on the windThe shipwrecked slept tamely like dead beasts on ...
Yea, this is he, whose name is synonym Of all that's noble, though but lowly born; Who took command upon a stormy ...
I SOMETIMES think it would be sweetIf we were like the olden lovers-The simple-hearted ones we meetIn musty books with ...
IA mile of moonlight and the whispering wood:A mile of shadow and the odorous lane:One large, white star above the ...
Awake, my muse, ye goodly sights among,The land of Boone and Kenton claims my song.Thro' other scenes our lovers take ...
Pennsylvania, 1948-1949The garden of Nature opens. The grass at the threshold is green. And an almond tree begins to bloom. ...
You must remember this when I am gone,And tell your sons-for you will have tall sons,And times will come when ...
Come there ever memories, Harold,Like a half remembered songFrom the time of gladness vanishedDown the distance, oh, so long!Come they ...
Deep in a dell a woodsman's house Has sunk in wild dilapidation; There buried under vines and boughs ...
Cursed! be the father of the bride of the blacksmith who forged the iron for the axe with which the ...
In Arthur's house whileome was I When happily the time went by In midmost glory of his days. He held ...
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