Mary McNeely (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Passer-by, To love is to find your own soul Through the soul of the beloved one. When the beloved one ...
Passer-by, To love is to find your own soul Through the soul of the beloved one. When the beloved one ...
Ye aspiring ones, listen to the story of the unknown Who lies here with no stone to mark the place. ...
How many times, during the twenty years I was your leader, friends of Spoon River, Did you neglect the convention ...
At first you will know not what they mean, And you may never know, And we may never tell you: ...
In a lingering fever many visions come to you: I was in the little house again With its great yard ...
A step-mother drove me from home, embittering me. A squaw-man, a flaneur and dilettante took my virtue. For years I ...
Well, don't you see this was the way of it: We bought the farm with what he inherited, And his ...
You have become a forge of snow-white fire, A crucible of molten steel, O France! Your sons are stars who ...
I grew spiritually fat living off the souls of men. If I saw a soul that was strong I wounded ...
Together in this grave lie Benjamin Painter, attorney at law, And Nig, his dog, constant companion, solace and friend. Down ...
"What will you do when you come to die, If all your life long you have rejected Jesus, And know ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
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