The Poet And The Poem (Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Poems)
Upon the city called the Friends'The light of waking springFell vivid as the shadow thrownFar from the gleaming wingOf a ...
Upon the city called the Friends'The light of waking springFell vivid as the shadow thrownFar from the gleaming wingOf a ...
Because you cannot pluck the flower,You pass the sweet scent by;Because you cannot have the starsYou will not see the ...
I saw the prettiest pictureThrough a garden fence to-day,Where the lilies look like angelsJust let out to play,And the roses ...
Blinded I groped—you gave me sight.Perplexed I turned—you sent me light.You speak unto a thousand ears:I pay you tribute in ...
I think upon the conquering Greek who ran(Brave was the racer!) that brave race of old—Swifter than hope his feet ...
Two things love can do,Only two:Can distrust, or can believe;It can die, or it can live,There is no syncopePossible to ...
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