The Water Ouzel (Harriet Monroe Poems)
Little brown surf-bather of the mountains!Spirit of foam, lover of cataracts, shaking your wings in falling waters!Have you no fear ...
Little brown surf-bather of the mountains!Spirit of foam, lover of cataracts, shaking your wings in falling waters!Have you no fear ...
They died these two &mdashThe little boys I knew &mdashOne at Gallipoli and one in France.Long ago &mdashOh, twenty years ...
Look on the dead. Stately and pure he liesUnder the white sheet's marble folds. For himThe solemn bier, the scented ...
Earth bears her sorrow gladly, like a nun,Her young face glowing through the icy veil.The storms that threaten her, the ...
So light and soft the days fall-Like petals one by oneDown from yon tree whose flowers allMust vanish in the ...
BESIDE her ashen hearth she sate her down, Whence he she loved had fled,-His children plucking at her sombre gown And calling ...
Here you are, grand old sensualist!And here are the three goddesses displaying their charms to Paris.It was all one to you ...
WHEN sunshine met the wave, Then love was born;Then Venus rose to save A world forlorn.For light a thousand wings Of joy ...
Bluer than Helen's eyes she liesUnder the blue cloud-drifting skies;A daughter fair of light and airDropped among warrior mountains there.White ...
How wild, how witch-like weird that life should be!That the insensate rock dared dream of me,And take to bursting out ...
The blue sea bends to the shipLike a dancer with skirts of lace-Wide diaphanous laces that curl and dipIn the ...
Sleep softly in your ocean bed,You who could grandly die !Our fathers, who at Shiloh bled,Accept your company.O sons of ...
I See the snow-drops flutterTheir white wings in the gale.I hear the robin utterOn high his gallant tale.Look where the ...
The wind comes riding down from heaven.Ho! wind of heaven, what do you bring?Cool for the dawn, dew for the ...
Pearl-gray is the sky,And high within it, sailing by,Three sea-gulls fly.Pearl-white are theyAgainst the sky's obscurer gray-Sea-foam astray.Gulls, sea-gulls white,Drift ...
STILL and calm,In purple robes of kings,The low-lying mountains sleep at the edge of the world.The forests cover them like ...
Hiding under the hill,Heavy with trailing robes and tangled veils of green,Till only its little haggard face was visible,The garden ...
She is so wee,So wise and dearHer eyes can see,Her ears can hear,The flowers that growBelow the snow,The birds that ...
The patter of a baby's feetUpon the floor,His babble at the door-Ah, these are sounds too sweet, too sweet!Blue sky, ...
Wind of the desert, softly blowAcross the ca(Harriet Monroe)
I have not where to lay my head:Upon my breast no child shall lie;For me no marriage feast is spread:I ...
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