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 ...
Glorious daughter of time! Thou of the mild blue eye -- Thou of the virginal forehead --pallid, unfurrowed of tears-- ...
You have become a forge of snow-white fire, A crucible of molten steel, O France! Your sons are stars who ...
You have become a forge of snow-white fire,A crucible of molten steel, O France!Your sons are stars who cluster to ...
Two souls within this lunar cycle passed Beyond the curtained stage of life and time. One weary from long vigils, ...
You, if it fall to you to take From us the lamp that Athens gave, Fill it with mercy for ...
Flag of the great republic, banner of men who were free! Carried aloft for freedom in many a bloody gorge; ...
Old pioneers, how fare your souls to-day? They seem to be Imminent about this pastoral way, This sunny lea, The ...
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, Tom, and Charley, The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, ...
Spring and Summer, Fall and Winter and Spring,After each other drifting, past my window drifting!And I lay so many years ...
I was just turned twenty-one,And Henry Phipps, the Sunday-school superintendent,Made a speech in Bindle's Opera House."The honor of the flag ...
Better than granite, Spoon River,Is the memory-picture you keep of meStanding before the pioneer men and womenThere at Concord Church ...
Do you think that odes and sermons,And the ringing of church bells,And the blood of old men and young men,Martyred ...
My valiant fight! For I call it valiant,With my father's beliefs from old Virginia:Hating slavery, but no less war.I, full ...
Well, don't you see this was the way of it:We bought the farm with what he inherited,And his brothers and ...
Your attention, Thomas Rhodes, president of the bank; Coolbaugh Wedon, editor of the Argus; Rev. Peet, pastor of the leading ...
I loathed you, Spoon River. I tried to rise above you,I was ashamed of you. I despised youAs the place ...
I won the prize essay at school Here in the village, And published a novel before I was twenty-five. I ...
Passer-by,To love is to find your own soulThrough the soul of the beloved one.When the beloved one withdraws itself from ...
Maurice, weep not, I am not here under this pine tree.The balmy air of spring whispers through the sweet grass,The ...
Do you remember when I stood on the stepsOf the Court House and talked free-silver,And the single-tax of Henry George?Then ...
I was the first fruits of the battle of Missionary Ridge. When I felt the bullet enter my heart I ...
Knowlt Hoheimer ran away to the warThe day before Curl TrenarySwore out a warrant through Justice ArnettFor stealing hogs.But that's ...
Get children, says Commodus. Why unbar The portals of the earth? Pre-natal dead If you had entered here the god ...
When I went to the city, Mary McNeely, I meant to return for you, yes I did. But Laura, my ...
Neither spite, fellow citizens, Nor forgetfulness of the shiftlessness, And the lawlessness and waste Under democracy's rule in Spoon River ...
Oh! the dew-wet grass of the meadow in North Carolina Through which Rebecca followed me wailing, wailing, One child in ...
He protested all his life long The newspapers lied about him villainously; That he was not at fault for Minerva's ...
I was a gun-smith in Odessa. One night the police broke in the room Where a group of us were ...
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