The Casket Of Opals (George Parsons Lathrop Poems)
IDeep, smoldering colors of the land and seaBurn in these stones, that, by some mystery,Wrap fire in sleep and never ...
IDeep, smoldering colors of the land and seaBurn in these stones, that, by some mystery,Wrap fire in sleep and never ...
IThe trumpet, with a giant sound,Its harsh war-summons wildly sings;And, bursting forth like mountain-springs,Poured from the hillside camping-ground,Each swift battalion ...
IAh, who shall sound the hero's funeral march?And what shall be the music of his dirge?No single voice may chant ...
Helen, in her silent room,Weaves upon the upright loom;Weaves a mantle rich and dark,Purpled over, deep. But markHow she scatters ...
O many-toned rain!O myriad sweet voices of the rain!How welcome is its delicate overtureAt evening, when the moist and glowing ...
O jay-Blue-jay!What are you trying to say?I remember, in the springYou pretended you could sing;But your voice is now still ...
(FRANCIS HAWTHORNE LATHROP)FEBRUARY 6, 1881Come not again! I dwell with youAbove the realm of frost and dew,Of pain and fire, ...
(A REPLY)Yes, I was wrong about the phoebe-bird.Two songs it has, and both of them I've heard:I did not know ...
Dear face-bright, glinting hair;Dear life, whose heart is mine-The thought of you is prayer,The love of you divine.In starlight, or ...
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