The Feast Of The Virgins – The Feast Of The Virgins (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
Man is a creature of a thousand whims;The slave of hope and fear and circumstance.Through toil and martyrdom a million ...
'Tis the moon of the sere, falling leaves. From the heads of the maples the west-windPlucks the red-and-gold plumage and grieves on ...
Good morning--good morning--a happy new year!We greet you, kind friends of the old _Pioneer_;Hope your coffee is good and your ...
Down into the darkness at last, Daniel,--down into the darkness at last;Laid in ...
The day of truth is dawning. I beholdO'er darksome hills the trailing robes of goldAnd silent footsteps of the gladsome ...
The long winter wanes. On the wings of the spring come the geese and the mallards;On the bare oak the red-robin ...
Float in the winds of heaven, O tattered Flag!Emblem of hope to all the misruled world:Thy ...
On the death of Captain Hiram A. Coats, my old schoolmate and friend.Dead? or is it a dream--Only the voice ...
Dust to dust:Fall and perish love and lust: Life is one brief autumn day; Sin and sorrow haunt the way To the narrow ...
Do they think of us, say--in the far distant West--On the Prairies of ...
Men talk and dream of better days-- Of a golden time to come;Toward a happy and shining ...
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