Silvia (Donald Marquis Poems)
I STILL remember how she moved Among the rathe, wild blooms she loved, (When Spring came tip-toe down the slopes, ...
I STILL remember how she moved Among the rathe, wild blooms she loved, (When Spring came tip-toe down the slopes, ...
EACH race has died and lived and fought for the "true" gods of that poor race, Unconsciously, divinest thought of ...
We stood among the boats and nets . . . We marked the risen moon Walk swaying o'er the trembling ...
LEADER no more, be judged of us! Hailed Chief, and loved, of yore -- Youth, and the faith of youth, ...
AND some still cry: "What is the use? The service rendered? What the gain? Heroic, yes! -- but in what ...
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