White Nassau (Bliss Carman Poem)
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
Where are the ships I used to know, That came to port on the Fundy tide Half a century ago, ...
I The rutted roads are all like iron; skies Are keen and brilliant; only the oak-leaves cling In the bare ...
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
When all the stars are sown Across the night-blue space, With the immense unknown, In silence face to face. We ...
(Sappho XXIII) I loved thee, Atthis, in the long ago, When the great oleanders were in flower In the broad ...
The sun goes down, and over all These barren reaches by the tide Such unelusive glories fall, I almost dream ...
I Soul, what art thou in the tribes of the sea? LORD, said a flying fish, Below the foundations of ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
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