“She Wandered After Strange Gods.” (Laura Benet Poems)
O have you seen my fairy steed?His eyes are wild, his mane is white,He feeds upon an elfin weedIn cool ...
O have you seen my fairy steed?His eyes are wild, his mane is white,He feeds upon an elfin weedIn cool ...
"Feathers! Don't fall among 'em, ma'am!Sometimes they fills this garret deep.You can't see any ? Wonder why!They bresh my face when ...
Cushy cow has curly horns,Delicate, tipped with brown.Swifter her hoofs fly backwardThan any bull's in town.We milk her into great ...
Black wave the trees in the forestAnd a rough wind hurries by,But the swineherd's toddling daughterKnows where fallen pinecones lie.And ...
Those who have clipped your wings will never seeRipe fruit a-dropping from the cocoa-tree,Or smell the dusky sandalwood's perfume,Or see ...
A penny, a penny small, a penny round!Why do you bend your eyes upon the ground?Magical things that leap and ...
Tell us a story to make us seeThings that gleamed on us long agoDaisy meadows and fairy rings,Greening woods, where ...
Huddled chimneys, grey, forlorn,In the deadened light of a city morn.Rooftops ranging, red and high,Tenement windows glaring, dry.And - flower ...
Fated for conquest, rode she from the door,Cast a last look at ripening harvest-field,Shimmering leaves, and all the fruitful yieldOf ...
"Yes, this is it, the snowy ring -Drawn with chalk and a piece of string!Tell me why it was not ...
A half-starved flock of little city strays,They sit expectant in the warm school-room,Lighting with their wan smiles its ordered gloomAnd ...
Titanic courage nerved this little frameTo grapple fate. Thin, gnome-like, sadly lame,She steers her cockleshell along its wayWith never promise ...
I am seeking for my pool.It lies among the heather,Where misty mountains gatherStill and cool.Winds fan its shores and guard ...
Verdant and glassyIts sides rise sheerly.Light frothy bubblesFloat to its surface,And deep within itTransparent fishes,Tiny coiled sea-horsesSwim to and fro.Steadily ...
A fairy dancesIn upland pastures,Picking tart crabapples,Swinging low;Twisted and green,Elfin-mouthed, lean,His feet may be chainedThey are never slow.He slyly peeps ...
Its wicked little windows leerBeneath a moldy thatch,And village children come and peerBefore they lift the latch.A one-eyed crow hops ...
Peter of the brothers threeLoved a life of poesy;While they stolid bargains droveHe saw movies in the stove.Peter was a ...
A withered crone is the moon to-nightBent, unloved and proud,Shuffling in the windy lightThrough dipping vales of cloud.Her dreams, her ...
Not for the victor brows with bays enwreathed,Not for those souls once fed with eager fireWho reached their heart's desire;But ...
God bade the birds break not the silent spellThat lay upon the wood.Longing for liquid notes that never fellAched the ...
I am afraid of the dark,That it will not let me alone;The intimacies of its silenceWould kindle stone.But I 'm ...
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