Ariel And Caliban (Christopher Pearse Cranch Poems)
I.Before PROSPERO'S cell. Moonlight.ARIEL.So - Prospero is gone - and I am free -Free, free at last. His latest charge ...
I.Before PROSPERO'S cell. Moonlight.ARIEL.So - Prospero is gone - and I am free -Free, free at last. His latest charge ...
I.IN the beautiful Castleton Island a mansion of lordly style,Embowered in gardens and lawns, looks over the glimmering bay.In the ...
A CHORUS OF HUMAN SPIRITS IN THE MIST.FAR in the shuddering spaces of the NorthWe live. We saw a ShapeOf ...
Saint Brandan, a Scotch abbot, long agoSailed southward with a swarm of monks, to sowThe seeds of true religion - ...
O good old Year! this night's your last.And must you go? With you I've passedSome days that bear revision.For these ...
AN old umbrella in the hall,Battered and baggy, quaint and queer;By all the rains of many a yearBent, stained, and ...
I.MorningTHE morning sun has pierced the mist,And beach and cliff and ocean kissed.Blue as the lapis-lazuliThe sea reflects the azure ...
IN the fragrant bright June morning, Rosamond, the queen of girls,Down the marble doorsteps loiters, radiant with her sunny curls;O'er ...
I STARTED on a lonely road.A few companions with me went.Some fell behind, some forward strode,But all on one high ...
One day in the bluest of summer weather,Sketching under a whispering oak, I heard five bobolinks laughing togetherOver some ornithological ...
As tangled driftwood barring up a streamAgainst our struggling oars when hope is highTo reach some fair green island we ...
HOW grand he would have stood, had he declinedThe needless coronet he donned, as thoughIts gilt could heighten his proud ...
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