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 ...
The night-sun sails in his gold canoe,The spirits walk in the realms of airWith their glowing faces and flaming hair,And ...
Mrs. McNair Was tall and fair; Mrs. McNair was slim;She had flashing black eyes and raven hair;But a very remarkably modest air;And ...
Lo the lights in the _"Teepee-Wakan!"_ 'tis the night of the _Wakan Wacepee_.Round and round walks the chief of the clan, as ...
White-haired and hoary-bearded, who art thouThat speedest on, albeit bent with age,Even as a youth that followeth after dreams?Whence are ...
"We've had a brush," the Captain said,"And Rebel blood we've spilled;We came off victors with the loss Of only a _private_ ...
The nation calls aloud again,For Freedom wounded writhes in pain.Gird on your armor, Northern men;Drop scythe and sickle, square ...
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