Old Spense (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
You've seen his place, I reckon, friend? 'Twas rather kind ov tryin'.The way he made the dollars fly, Such gimcrack things a-buyin'-- He ...
You've seen his place, I reckon, friend? 'Twas rather kind ov tryin'.The way he made the dollars fly, Such gimcrack things a-buyin'-- He ...
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North WindAnd rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines,And wrestl'd with the giants ...
The great farm house of Malcolm Graem stoodSquare shoulder'd and peak roof'd upon a hill,With many windows looking everywhere;So that ...
The South Wind laid his moccasins aside,Broke his gay calumet of flow'rs, and castHis useless wampun, beaded with cool dews,Far ...
"Who curseth Sorrow knows her not at all.Dark matrix she, from which the human soulHas its last birth; whence, with ...
Said the high hill, in the morning: "Look on me--"Behold, sweet earth, sweet sister sky, behold"The red flames on my ...
Max plac'd a ring on little Katie's hand,A silver ring that he had beaten outFrom that same sacred coin--first well-priz'd ...
How spake the Oracle, my Curtius, how?Methought, while on the shadowed terracesI walked and looked toward Rome, an echo cameOf ...
Buy my roses, citizens,-- Here are roses golden white,Like the stars that lovers watch On a purple summer night.Here are roses ruddy ...
My white canoe, like the silvery air O'er the River of Death that darkly rolls When the moons of the world are ...
"Come with me," said the Wind To the ship within the dock "Or dost thou fear the shock Of the ocean-hidden rock,When tempests ...
My masters twain made me a bed Of pine-boughs resinous, and cedar; Of moss, a soft and gentle breeder Of dreams of rest; ...
He stood beside her in the dawn (And she his Dawn and she his Spring),From her bright palm she fed her ...
Beside the saffron of a curtain, litWith broidered flowers, below a golden fringeThat on her silver shoulder made a glow,Like ...
"No," said old Farmer Downs to me, "I ain't the facts denyin',That all young folks in love must be, As birds must ...
"O soft, small cloud, the dim, sweet dawn adorning,Swan-like a-sailing on its tender grey; Why dost thou, dost thou float, So high, ...
Young Mary stole along the vale, To keep her tryst with Ulnor's lord;A warrior clad in coat of mail Stood darkling by ...
His cedar paddle, scented, red, He thrust down through the lily bed; Cloaked in a golden pause he lay, Locked in the arms ...
I love old earth! Why should I lift my wings, My misty wings, so high above her breast That flowers would shake ...
Day floated down the sky; a perfect day,Leaving a footprint of pale primrose goldAlong the west, that when her lover, ...
The red chief Gheezis, chief of the golden wampum, layAnd watched the west-wind blow adrift the clouds,With breath all flowery, ...
I stand within the stony, arid town, I gaze for ever on the narrow street;I hear for ever passing up and ...
Shall Thor with his hammer Beat on the mountain,As on an anvil, A shackle and fetter?Shall the lame Vulcan Shout as he swingethGod-like ...
Fountain, cans't thou sing the song My Juan sang to meThe moonlit orange groves among? Then list the words from me,And mark ...
Not from Paestum come my roses; Patrons, seeMy flowers are Roman-blown; their nectariesDrop honey amber, and their petals throwRich crimsons ...
"If thou wilt hold my silver hair, O Lady sweet and bright;I'll bring thee, maiden darling, where Thy lover is to-night.Lay down ...
Roses, Senors, roses! Love is subtly hidIn the fragrant roses, Blown in gay Madrid.Roses, Senors, roses! Look, look, look, and seeLove hanging in ...
Ae blink o' the bonnie new mune, Ay tinted as sune as she's seen,Wad licht me to Meg frae the toun, Tho' ...
Where is the Land of Kisses, Can you tell, tell, tell?Ah, yes; I know its blisses Very well!'Tis not beneath the swinging Of ...
O BID the minstrel tune his harp, And bid the minstrel sing;And let it be a perfect strain That round the hall ...
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