The Red Box at Vesey Street (Henry Cuyler Bunner Poems)
Past the Red Box at Vesey streetSwing two strong tides of hurrying feet,And up and down and all the dayRises ...
Past the Red Box at Vesey streetSwing two strong tides of hurrying feet,And up and down and all the dayRises ...
The dawn came in through the bars of the blind,-- And the winter's dawn is gray,-- And said, "However you cheat your ...
I gaze, while thrills my heart with patriot pride,Upon the exquisite skin, rose-flushed and creamy;The perfect little head; on either ...
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