Before Sunrise (Maurice Thompson Poems)
Mid foliage green and gold,And bloom-sprays manifold,I feelThe fragrance of eternal freshness stealForth from the rising day,And far away,Like the ...
Mid foliage green and gold,And bloom-sprays manifold,I feelThe fragrance of eternal freshness stealForth from the rising day,And far away,Like the ...
You ask me whyI long to flyOut from your palace to the dreamy woodsAnd the summer solitudes,Why I pineIn this ...
What is the grandest thoughtToward which the soul has wrought?Has it the epic form,And the power of a storm?Comes it ...
II was a rebel, if you please,A reckless fighter to the last,Nor do I fall upon my kneesAnd ask forgiveness ...
Is all discovery made?Is the hand of Conquest stayed?Are all the heroes dead, all epics told?Is Fame's grand tower no ...
A migrant song-bird I,Out of the blue, between the sea and the sky,Landward blown on bright, untiring wings;Out of the ...
Low-hung in darkness, steeped in tyranny,The earth was but a prison-pen for man,When a swift impulse leaped from sea to ...
O subtle, musky, slumbrous clime!O swart, hot land of pine and palm,Of fig, peach, guava, orange, lime,And terebinth and tropic ...
How tired! Eight hours of racking work,With sharp vexations shot between!Scant wages and few kindly words,—How gloomy the whole day ...
Love is an isthmus that doth linkThis life with that which is to be;On either hand rolls off a sea,To ...
The legend set upon our shieldBrims with grand meaning: All in one,Hearts welded, souls together runAt white heat on the ...
Seeing, above dark spikes of green,Your great bold flowers of gold and red,I think of some young heathen queenWith blazing ...
Flow in upon my soul, O wind of morn!Touch me with ancient tenderness and faith,Thou perfumed waft from fields of ...
O breeze!Thou dewy, cool, sweet current of delight,AppeaseThis longing for the ripe fruit of the right;Winnow my soulAnd flood my ...
Give me a day, let business right itself,Give me one day to drift in idlenessAlong the shores of dreamland. Let ...
In the green solitudesOf the deep, shady woodsThy lot is kindly cast, and life to theeIs like a gust of ...
The gold-bird came in the May mornDown fragrant billows of southwest weather:He fell, like a flame, in the sweet thorn,—He ...
When germs were quickening in the mould,And sap was rich and leaves were young,Deep in the fragrant wood a lute,As ...
Pretty Phoebe Lane and I,In the soft May weather,Barefoot down the furrows wentDropping corn together.Side by side across the fieldBack ...
What of this Hour that passesWith a shimmer of gold and blue?O Love, through your crystal glassesWhat seems this hour ...
When Spring grows old, and sleepy windsSet from the south with odors sweet,I see my love, in green, cool groves,Speed ...
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