My Lady’s Slipper (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
A TRUE STORYI I am a man who hath known trouble, O'Ruarc of the Lake. On my life's glass joy ...
A TRUE STORYI I am a man who hath known trouble, O'Ruarc of the Lake. On my life's glass joy ...
You were very fair to meet once, Marie, With your eyes like some blue hiding flower, Now where the sun ...
Going, going! the voice was loud, And, rising, silenced the chattering crowd. "Going! going! shall it be gone?" The auctioneer ...
In the springtime once I wandered 'mid fair flowers of golden hue; Wonder-eyed I gazed around me in those fields ...
This is the scene of a man's despair, and a soul's release From the difficult traits of the flesh; so, ...
It will be all the same in a thousand years. And in a thousand years It will be all the ...
See, there he goes, a-pulling his long beard; With frowning brow, and far and absent gaze, On his bowed head ...
I would I had a thousand tongues To sing thy praise, to sing thy praise, I'd teach the birds on ...
My darling laughed in the dawning, And the birds perched low to hear. The quick sprung anew from dead ashes ...
I left my home for travelling; Because I heard the strange birds sing In foreign skies, and felt their wing ...
As I between the dusk and dark Walked down by Hampton Towers, I strayed upon the haunted path In the ...
I am the song, that rests upon the cloud; I am the sun I am the dawn, the day, the ...
I would have wept with the beast, The bird, the blossoming flower, The hundred years of the oak, Or the ...
Ho! said the child, "how fine the horses go, With nodding plumes, with measured step and slow Who rides within ...
Lord! when they came and stood upon my way, With "One is dead," I paused awhile to pray, In brief ...
Bring to her spring flowers, Cowslip and celandine, And bid her hear the blackbird's song. Let pass the sunny hours ...
Here a gentle poet lies, Hurt to death by stinging flies. Hush thy laughter, whisper low. He hath more joy ...
Even the silent lips and comforting calm face I had no more; I took my place Still wondering, behind the ...
He on his man-child laid a soothing hand, And hushed him into slumber, singing, "Sleep! For thee the world was ...
I saw a dreamer, I saw a poet, On the red battle-field fell my slow tear, ...
Why in my neighbour's garden Are the flowers more sweet than mine? I had never such bloom of roses, Such ...
All the long day the robin on the spray Piped his sweet song To her who on her hidden nest ...
When Youth, led on by love and folly, strays, Kissing sweet eyes beyond the allotted hour That he should turn ...
When summer comes, then you are near to me, I feel your phantom presence on my heart, In every wind ...
Deep in the wood's recesses coolI see the fairy dancers glide,In cloth of gold, in gown of green,My lord and ...
'Twas the dream of a God,And the mould of His hand,That you shook 'neath His stroke,That you trembled and brokeTo ...
Droop all the flowers in my garden, All their fair heads hang low; For rose, their fairest companion, Never again ...
I wish we could live as the flowers live, To breathe and to bloom in the summer and sun; To ...
I have a rose gardenFull of sweet flowers;Yellow bloom, crimson bloom,Perfume the hours.I have an apple treeBent with its load;Ruddy ...
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