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 - ...
A Hundred years - and she had sat, a queenSheltering her children, opening wide her gatesTo all the inflowing tribes ...
A Fable."WHAT can the matter be with the thermometer?Is it the sun or the moon or the comet, orSomething broke ...
OUT of the cloud that dimmed his sunset light,Into the unknown firmament withdrawnBeyond the mists and shadows of the night,We ...
O good old Year! this night's your last.And must you go? With you I've passedSome days that bear revision.For these ...
A GROAN from a dim-lit upper room -A stealthy step on the stairs in the gloom -A hurried glance to ...
1.COME, we 'll light the parlor fire;Winter sets in sharp and rough.Wood is dear, but coal's provided,For three months, I ...
COLD philosophers, so aptWith your formulas exacting,In your problems so enwrapt,And your theories distracting;Webs of metaphysic doubtOn your wheels forever ...
A wondrous light is filling the air,And rimming the clouds of the old despair;And hopeful eyes look up to seeTruth's ...
WHILE the skies of this northern NovemberScowl down with a darkening menace,I wonder if you still rememberThat marvellous summer in ...
SOME summer mornings - when you've taken teaToo late the night before - perhaps you'll see,If at some Berkshire farmhouse ...
AN old umbrella in the hall,Battered and baggy, quaint and queer;By all the rains of many a yearBent, stained, and ...
WHAT lapse or accident of timeCan dull that soul's sonorous chimeWhich owns the priceless heritage -Youth's summer warmth in wintry ...
But yesterday--the exulting nation's shout Swelled on the breeze of victory through our streets, ...
READING in Omar till the thoughts that burnedUpon his pages seemed to be inurnedWithin me in a silent fire, my ...
O BOON and curse in one - this ceaseless needOf looking still behind us and before!Gift to the soul of ...
(A True Story)SHE stood beside the iron road,A little child of ten years old.She heard two meeting thunders rolledFrom north ...
ALL day within me, sweet and clearThe song you sang is ringing.At night in my half-dreaming earI hear you singing, ...
A Broadway LyricSHE sits by the side of a turbulent streamThat rushes and rolls foreverUp and down like a weary ...
GRAY-HEADED POETS, whom the full years blessWith life and health and chance still multipliedTo hold your forward course - fame ...
ON a time - not of old -When a poet had sent out his soul and no welcome had foundWhere ...
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 ...
No more the scarlet maples flash and burnTheir beacon-fires from hilltop and from plain; The meadow-grasses and the woodland fernIn ...
Across the sea the swift sad message dartsAnd beats with sudden pang against our hearts.Under the elm-trees in his homestead ...
One day in the bluest of summer weather,Sketching under a whispering oak, I heard five bobolinks laughing togetherOver some ornithological ...
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