Garden Dream (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
THEY cried before my gate at morning-mirth,"Come out and help us burn the weeds from earth!"But I was planting out ...
THEY cried before my gate at morning-mirth,"Come out and help us burn the weeds from earth!"But I was planting out ...
The War-god wakened drowsily; There were gold chains about his hands. He said: "And who shall reap my landsAnd bear the tithes ...
SHE loves the flowers, the wind that bends the fir;When the Spring comes she dances; and her mirthComes always when ...
SHE sits and makes pink roses with her threadAnd wonders what to do, her heart astir,What road to take, where ...
(Children at play on a French Battlefield)"When I was a child,"You shall tell one day,Children, on these blackened fieldsGallantly at ...
I TOOK his dreams from him, Boy-dreams of gold and red,I gave him sorrows dim, White grief, instead, . . .And for ...
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