Hyperion (Alice Cary Poems)
In the May woods alone -- yet not alone,For unsubstantial beings near me tread --At times I hear them piteously ...
In the May woods alone -- yet not alone,For unsubstantial beings near me tread --At times I hear them piteously ...
Once when we lingered, sorrow-proof,My gentle love and me,Beneath a green and pleasant roofOf oak leaves by the sea,Like yellow ...
Upon the silver beeches mossWas drawing quaint designs,And the first dim-eyed violetsWere greeting the March winds.'T was night -- the ...
For me, in all life's desert sandNo well is made, no tent is spread;No father's nor a brother's handIs laid ...
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