Down At The Docks (Isabel Ecclestone Mackay Poems)
DOWN at the docks--when the smoke clouds lie,Wind-ript and red, on an angry sky--Coal-dumps and derricks and piled-up bales,Tar and ...
DOWN at the docks--when the smoke clouds lie,Wind-ript and red, on an angry sky--Coal-dumps and derricks and piled-up bales,Tar and ...
SHE was my love and the pulse of my heart;Lovely she was as the flowers that startStraight to the sun ...
I FEAR Eileen, the wild Eileen-- The eyes she lifts to mine,That laugh and laugh and never tell The half that they ...
THE sweet west wind, the prairie school a break in the yellow wheat,The prairie trail that wanders by to the ...
WHO is the monarch of the Road? I, the happy rover!Lord of the way which lies before Up to the hill and ...
YELLOW as the noonday sun,Purple as a day that's done,White as mist that lingers paleOn the edge of morning's veil,Delicate ...
O STILLER than the fields that lie Beneath the morning heaven,And sweeter than day's gardens are The purple fields of even!The vapor ...
THE top of the world and an empty morning, Mist sweeping in from the dim Outside,The door of day just a ...
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