The Poet’s Town (John Gneisenau Neihardt Poems)
I'MID glad green miles of tillageAnd fields where cattle graze,A prosy little village,You drowse away the days.And yet — a ...
I'MID glad green miles of tillageAnd fields where cattle graze,A prosy little village,You drowse away the days.And yet — a ...
TOO long mere words have thralled us. Let us think!Oh ponder, are we "free and equal" yet?That July bombast, writ ...
SOON shall you come as the dawn from the dumb abysm of night,Traveler birthward, Hastener earthward out of the gloom!Soon ...
SEE how the blue-girt hills are spreadWith regal cloth of gold;How, panoplied in haughty red,The frosted maples stand;The golden rod, ...
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