The Poet’s Forge (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
He lies on his back, the idling smith, A lazy, dreaming fellow is he;The sky is blue, or the sky is ...
He lies on his back, the idling smith, A lazy, dreaming fellow is he;The sky is blue, or the sky is ...
O marvel, fruit of fruits, I pauseTo reckon thee. I ask what causeSet free so much of red from heatsAt ...
Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white;And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still;No sign of spring, save that the ...
That so much change should come when thou dost go,Is mystery that I cannot ravel quite.The very house seems dark ...
I dreamed so dear a dream of you last night!I thought you came. I was so glad, so gay,I whispered, ...
That so much change should come when thou dost go, Is mystery that I cannot ravel quite. The very house ...
He lies on his back, the idling smith, A lazy, dreaming fellow is he; The sky is blue, or the ...
O marvel, fruit of fruits, I pause To reckon thee. I ask what cause Set free so much of red ...
Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white; And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still; No sign of spring, save ...
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