Aunt Patty’s Thanksgiving (Emma Alice Browne Poems)
Now Cleo, fly round! Father's going to townWith a load o' red russets, to meet Captain Brown;The mortgage is due, ...
Now Cleo, fly round! Father's going to townWith a load o' red russets, to meet Captain Brown;The mortgage is due, ...
The floods were out. Far as the boundOf sight was one stupendous roundOf flat and sluggish crawling water!As, from a ...
Beneath the solemn stars that lightThe dread infinitudes of night,Mid wintry solitudes that lieWhere lonely Hecla's toweling pyreReddens an awful ...
In Memoriam, 1857.My Father! Orphan lips unknownTo love's sweet uses sob the wordMy father! dim with anguish, heardIn Heaven between ...
Ben Hafed, when the vernal rainWarmed the chill heart of earth again,Tilled the dull plot of sterile ground,Within the dank ...
John B. Abrahams, Of Port Deposit, Aged 22 YearsHe giveth His beloved sleep.—Psalms 127:2From heaven's blue walls the splendid lightOf ...
With leagues of wasteful water ringed about,And wrapped in sheeted foam from base to peak,A sheer, stupendous monolith, wrought outBy ...
To Thomas HempsteadThy lay—a sweet sung bridal hymn,Wedding the Old year to the New,'Mid starry buds, and silver dew,And brooks, ...
While the wild north hills are reddeningIn the sunset's fiery glow,And along the dreary moorlands,Shine the stormy drifts of snow,Sit ...
O life! O, vailed destiny!She cried—"within thy hidden handsWhat recompense is waiting meBeyond these naked wintry sands?For lo! The ancient ...
Purple shafts of sunset fireGlory-crown the passionate sea,Throbbing with a fierce desireFor the blue immensity.Floods of pale and scarlet flameSweep ...
Coe, Berry-brown! Hie, Thistledown!Make haste; the milking-time is come!The bells are ringing in the town,Tho' all the green hillside is ...
Last night I walked in happy dreams,The paths I used to know;I heard a sound of running streams,And saw the ...
The lone winds creep with a snakish hissAmong the dwarfish bushes,And with deep sighing sadly kissThe wild brook's border rushes;The ...
Thro' moss, and bracken, and purple bloom,With a glitter of gorses here and there,Shoulder deep in the dewy bloom,My love, ...
I remember the dear little cabinThat stood by the weather-brown mill,And the beautiful wavelets of sunshineThat flowed down the slope ...
We measured the riotous babyAgainst the cottage wall:A lily grew at the threshold,And the boy was just so tall;A royal ...
Suggested by the tolling of the bell on the sash factory in PortDeposit on a stormy night in January, 1856.The ...
Sweet, sweet, sweet!High up in the budding vineI've woven and hidden a dainty retreatFor this little brown darling of mine!Along ...
I muse alone in the fading light,Where the mournful winds foreverSweep down from the dim old hills of night,Like the ...
God's dear love is over all.Dear, the random words you saidOnce, as we two walked apart,Still keep ringing in my ...
Oh, brier rose clamber;And cover the chamber—The chamber, so dreary and lone—Where with meekly-closed lips,And eyes in eclipse,My brother lies ...
O weary heart of mine,Keep still, and make no sign!The world hath learned a newer joy—A sweeter song than thine!Tho' ...
If I could live to see beyond the night,The first spring morning break with fiery thrills,And tremble into rose and ...
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