Barefooted (John Charles McNeill Poems)
The girls all like to see the bluets in the laneAnd the saucy johnny-jump-ups in the meadow,But, we boys, we ...
The girls all like to see the bluets in the laneAnd the saucy johnny-jump-ups in the meadow,But, we boys, we ...
One sits in soft light, where the hearth is warm,A halo, like an angel's, on her hair.She clasps a sleeping ...
If fate had held a careless knifeAnd clipped one line that drew,Of all the myriad lines of life,From Eden up ...
Some time, far hence, when Autumn shedsHer frost upon your hair,And you together sit at dusk,May I come to you ...
Repose upon her soulless face,Dig the grave and leave her;But breathe a prayer that, in his grace,He who so loved ...
What shall I bring you, sweet?A posy prankt with every April hue:The cloud-white daisy, violet sky-blue,Shot with the primrose sunshine ...
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