Oklahoma (Freeman Edwin Miller Poems)
Oklahoma! Oklahoma! Land, O, land of the Fair God, Land where ancient, savage races Through barbarian ages trod! ...
Oklahoma! Oklahoma! Land, O, land of the Fair God, Land where ancient, savage races Through barbarian ages trod! ...
The brazen bells of laughing lands In swelling echoes wildly ring, And over seas and ...
Crowds! Crowds! Crowds! Suddenly here as if come from the clouds That faded away as they came; Mad ...
If Love were king, That sacred Love which knows not selfish pleasure, But for its children spends its fondest treasure, ...
O, gloomy world that rolls in weary space, And moans wild music to the broken spheres, Whose rivers ...
Angelic theme of ancient lays! By Doric hills, Athenian vales, The nations bound thy brows with bays And ...
How sweet the brazen belfries chime Across the hills and through the dales, And o'er the breasts of ...
Lo, all the age is rank with wrong! The nations kneel to monstrous might, And horrid cries that ...
Glad winters on the olden farm! How raptures from those early times Commingle into fairy chimes Which gently ...
O, gentle shade of quiet woods, Where nature dwells in leafy halls, I love the sacred voice that ...
There is no soul of anguish or repining, That doubts and trembles in the shades of gloom, But love ...
Nature has a thousand choirs Singing in the sylvan shadows, And the music of her lyres Echoes in ...
Love, thou gayest fancy-weaver, Heart-betrayer, soul-deceiver, Come with all thy clinging kisses; Bringing all thy beaming blisses; It may serve ...
Away, away, from the sultry ways Where the pleasures fall and fade, To the bannered corn and the meadowed ...
If we but knew the weary way, The poisoned paths of hostile hate, The roughened roads of fiercest ...
The songs that mother used to sing! How tenderly those ditties roll, And to the dirges in my ...
Two infants in their cradles lie, Where lullabies of peace In gentle strains of tender music die. And ...
Since Adam's first sin in the garden of song, Where the hopes of the race were empearled, Whenever a ...
The water-wheel goes 'round and 'round With heavy sighs of mournful sound, While dismal cries and weary moans Unite with ...
When from these vales I go, That slumber on in dreams, O, will the summer winds dance to and ...
Spring, among her sylvan shades, And the gladness of her glades, Once in dreamy hours was straying, Where sweet ...
When Christmas comes, what pleasures spring From drooping hearts on happy wing, Like joyous birds that soaring rise ...
When thou art near, with gladdest grace My heart is held in fond embrace, For laughing lips with raptures ...
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