A Tale of Tuscany (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
1876Sunning ourselves in October on a dayBalmy as spring, though the year was in decay,I lading my pipe, she stirring ...
What am I, and what is he Who can cull and tear a heart, As one might a rose for sport In its ...
We were challenged by The Dingoes - they're the pride of Squatter's Gap-To a friendly game of football on the ...
IAs in the long dead days marauding hostsOf Indians came from far Siberian coasts,And drove the peaceful Aztecs from their ...
Ar, wimmin! Wot a blinded fool I've been! I arsts meself, wot else could I ixpeck?I done me block complete ...
God said, "I take my stand behindMen, Nature, and the shaping mind.And cry, 'The open secret liesTo him who reads ...
Written in an Album.Pure faced page! waiting so long To welcome my muse and me;Fold to thy breast, like a ...
Where dost thou careless lie, Buried in ease and sloth? Knowledge that sleeps doth die; And this ...
Mamma heard me with scorn and prideA wretched beggar-boy deride."Do you not know," said I, "how meanIt is to be ...
Sweet friends, receive my offering. You will findAgainst each worded page a white page set:—This is the mirror of each ...
Where dost thou careless lie, Buried in ease and sloth? Knowledge that sleeps doth die; And this security, It is ...
They mouth love's language. Gnash The thirteen teeth Your lean jaws grin with. Lash Your itch and quailing, nude greed ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
This celestial seascape, with white herons got up as angels, flying high as they want and as far as they ...
Deare Friend. I heare this Towne does soe abound, With sawcy Censurers, that faults are found, With what of late ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Who can remember back to the first poets, The greatest ones, greater even than Orpheus? No one has remembered that ...
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