The Sea-Gull (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The Legend Of The Pictured Rocks Of Lake Superior. OjibwayIn the measure of HiawathaOn the shore of Gitchee Gumee--Deep, mysterious, ...
The Legend Of The Pictured Rocks Of Lake Superior. OjibwayIn the measure of HiawathaOn the shore of Gitchee Gumee--Deep, mysterious, ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
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 ...
With sable wings wide o'er the land night sprinkles the dew of the heavens;And hard by the dark river's strand, in the ...
I had rather write one word upon the rockOf ages than ten thousand in the sand.The rock of ages! lo ...
On the Spirit-Island sitting under midnight's misty moon,Lo I see the spirits flitting o'er the waters one by one!Slumber wraps the ...
Lo the lights in the _"Teepee-Wakan!"_ 'tis the night of the _Wakan Wacepee_.Round and round walks the chief of the clan, as ...
A HUNGARIAN TALEWhen madly raged religious war O'er all the Magyar landAnd royal archer and hussar Met foemen hand to hand,A princess ...
Down into the darkness at last, Daniel,--down into the darkness at last;Laid in ...
Down the broad _Ha-Ha Wak-pa_ the band took their way to the Games at _Keoza_While the swift-footed hunters by land ran the ...
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 ...
White-haired and hoary-bearded, who art thouThat speedest on, albeit bent with age,Even as a youth that followeth after dreams?Whence are ...
Now a light rustling wind from the South shakes his wings o'er the wide, wimpling waters:Up the dark-winding river DuLuth follows fast ...
I sit once more on breezy shore, at sunset in this glorious June,I hear the dip of gleaming oar, I ...
On the death of Captain Hiram A. Coats, my old schoolmate and friend.Dead? or is it a dream--Only the voice ...
Spirit of Liberty, Wake in the Land!Sons of our Forefathers, Raise the strong hand!Burn in each heart anew Liberty's fires;Wave the old Flag ...
I saw a light on yester-night-- A low light on the misty lea;The stars were dim and silence grim Sat brooding on ...
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