Epilogue (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Because thou wast most delicate, A woman fair for men to see, The earth did compass thy estate, Thou didst ...
Beyond the gates of Hercules The seven builders took the stone, Spurned everywhere in days of ease, Long lying loose ...
Glorious daughter of time! Thou of the mild blue eye -- Thou of the virginal forehead --pallid, unfurrowed of tears-- ...
From the wide miles of autumn corn, Here to this sun-lit hill, The wind wails for a hope forlorn, And ...
With our hearts like drifting suns, had we but walked,As often before, the April fields till star-lightSilkened over with viewless ...
Spring and Summer, Fall and Winter and Spring,After each other drifting, past my window drifting!And I lay so many years ...
Well, Emily Sparks, your prayers were not wasted,Your love was not all in vain.I owe whatever I was in lifeTo ...
They told me I had three months to live,So I crept to Bernadotte,And sat by the mill for hours and ...
Almost the shell of a woman after the surgeon's knife!And almost a year to creep back into strength,Till the dawn ...
The very fall my sister Nancy KnappSet fire to the houseThey were trying Dr. DuvalFor the murder of Zora Clemens,And ...
Where is my boy, my boy —In what far part of the world?The boy I loved best of all in ...
I was sick, but more than that, I was madAt the crooked police, and the crooked game of life.So I ...
No other man, unless it was Doc Hill,Did more for people in this town than l.And all the weak, the ...
I went up and down the streetsHere and there by day and night,Through all hours of the night caring for ...
To all in the village I seemed, no doubt, To go this way and that way, aimlessly. But here by ...
Did you ever see an alligator Come up to the air from the mud, Staring blindly under the full glare ...
Dear Jane! dear winsome Jane! How you stole in the room (where I lay so ill) In your nurse's cap ...
The sudden death of Eugene Carman Put me in line to be promoted to fifty dollars a month, And I ...
Not, where the stairway turns in the dark, A hooded figure, shriveled under a flowing cloak! Not yellow eyes in ...
I was sick, but more than that, I was mad At the crooked police, and the crooked game of life. ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Almost the shell of a woman after the surgeon's knife! And almost a year to creep back into strength, Till ...
Spring and Summer, Fall and Winter and Spring, After each other drifting, past my window drifting! And I lay so ...
They told me I had three months to live, So I crept to Bernadotte, And sat by the mill for ...
With our hearts like drifting suns, had we but walked, As often before, the April fields till star-light Silkened over ...
I went up and down the streets Here and there by day and night, Through all hours of the night ...
The very fall my sister Nancy Knapp Set fire to the house They were trying Dr. Duval For the murder ...
Where is my boy, my boy -- In what far part of the world? The boy I loved best of ...
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