Eve Speaks (Louis Untermeyer Poems)
I Pause, God, and ponder, ere Thou judgest me. Though it be doomsday, and the trampling winds Rush blindly through the stark and ...
Louis Untermeyer Poems on Cry (4 Poems)
Magic (Louis Untermeyer Poems)
We passed old farmer Boothby in the field.Rugged and straight he stood; his body steeledWith stubbornness and age. We met ...
Summons (Louis Untermeyer Poems)
THE eager night and the impetuous winds,The hints and whispers of a thousand lures,And all the swift persuasion of the ...
The Dark Chamber (Louis Untermeyer Poems)
The brain forgets but the blood will remember. There, when the play of sense is over,The last, low spark in the ...