Dauntless (Arthur Weir Poems)
So he is dead. A strange, sad story clings About the memory of this mindless man;A tale that strips war's ...
Arthur Weir Poems on Name (4 Poems)
The Oak (Arthur Weir Poems)
Last of its race, beside our college There stands an Oak Tree, centuries old,Which, could it voice its stores of ...
Pilot (Arthur Weir Poems)
Merry Carlo, who runn'st at my heels Through the dense-crowded streets of the city,In and out among hurrying wheels,And whose ...
The Lover’s Appeal (Arthur Weir Poems)
Tell me when you'll wed me? Sweetest, name the day:Hope has well nigh fled me, Joy has slipped away.Dearest, why ...