The Feast Of The Virgins – The Giant’s Dance (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The night-sun sails in his gold canoe,The spirits walk in the realms of airWith their glowing faces and flaming hair,And ...
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 ...
Down into the darkness at last, Daniel,--down into the darkness at last;Laid in ...
Our columns are broken, defeated, and fled;We are gathered, a few from the flying and dead,Where ...
Do they think of us, say--in the far distant West--On the Prairies of ...
The nation calls aloud again,For Freedom wounded writhes in pain.Gird on your armor, Northern men;Drop scythe and sickle, square ...
Last night in my feverish dreams I heardA voice like the moan of an autumn sea,Or the low, sad wail ...
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