Eight Echoes From The Poems Of August Angellier (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
ITHE IVORY CRADLEThe cradle I have made for theeIs carved of orient ivory,And curtained round with wavy silkMore white than ...
ITHE IVORY CRADLEThe cradle I have made for theeIs carved of orient ivory,And curtained round with wavy silkMore white than ...
Let me but feel thy look's embrace, Transparent, pure, and warm, And I'll not ask to touch thy face, Or ...
Like a long arrow through the dark the train is darting, Bearing me far away, after a perfect day of ...
There are songs for the morning and songs for the night, For sunrise and sunset, the stars and the moon; ...
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