Madonna Pia (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
To westward lies the unseen sea, Blue sea the live winds wander o'er.The many-colored sails can flee, And leave the dead, low-lying ...
To westward lies the unseen sea, Blue sea the live winds wander o'er.The many-colored sails can flee, And leave the dead, low-lying ...
A song of hate is a song of Hell; Some there be that sing it well. Let them sing it loud and ...
Now may it please my lord, Louis the king, Lily of Christ and France! riding his quest,I, Bishop Ivo, saw a ...
"Faces, faces, faces of the streaming marching surge, Streaming on the weary road, toward the awful steep,Whence your glow and glory, ...
"Backward," he said, "dear heart I like to lookTo those half-spring, half-winter days, when firstWe drew together, ere the leaf-buds ...
He loved her; having felt his love beginWith that first look,—as lover oft avers.He made pale flowers his pleading ministers,Impressed ...
Seven jewelled rays has the Sun fast bound In his arrow of blinding sheen;But he quickens the breast of the fruitful ...
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