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 ...
Oh,How I long to go,On a seaward-blowing breeze,To the garden of the seas—To brave King Arthur's land,To that fair island ...
IThe singing streams, and the deep, dark woodBeloved of old by Robin Hood,Lift me a voice, kiss me a hand,To ...
You ask me whyI long to flyOut from your palace to the dreamy woodsAnd the summer solitudes,Why I pineIn this ...
Up from the CaribbeanThe wind comes like a p(Maurice Thompson)
Hear!Hear!Oh, will you hear?Reed-notes clear,(Fluted in flowery, May-drowsed solitudes,Filtered through sun-steeped woods)A challenge hurledTo all the singing world!I, the mocking ...
IDreams come true, and everythingIs fresh and lusty in the spring.In groves that smell like ambergris,Wind-songs, bird-songs, never cease.Go with ...
I pulled my boat with even sweepAcross light shoals and eddies deep,Tracking the currents of the lakeFrom lettuce raft to ...
What is the grandest thoughtToward which the soul has wrought?Has it the epic form,And the power of a storm?Comes it ...
IIt was off the coast of the Terre aux Boeufs(And the breeze was brisk and the sea was rough)That Gaspard ...
II was a rebel, if you please,A reckless fighter to the last,Nor do I fall upon my kneesAnd ask forgiveness ...
The day is but a breezy dream,The sky is like a bloom;Life flows, a fragrant, bubbling stream,Along a lilied flume.The ...
Is all discovery made?Is the hand of Conquest stayed?Are all the heroes dead, all epics told?Is Fame's grand tower no ...
Provence, where love and rhymeSweetened one throb of time;Provence, whose voice is dead,Whose rose-tree vanish(Maurice Thompson)
Our new flagbearer, pale and slim,A beardless youth of quiet mien,Much chaffed at by old soldiers grim(Before in battle he ...
I: EROSO naked baby Love among the roses,Watching with laughing gray-green eyes for me,Who says that thou art blind? Who ...
I"Soulless," they said, but I was blindTo all things save the hazel deeps,Unruffled by a gust of wind,Wherein thy wondrous ...
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 ...
A crossbow old, with lathe and gaffle grim,And carven stock, hung in a castle hall—Mere bricabrac, but on the distance ...
When steadily blew the wind from shores of Thrace,And stirred the vines of Lesbos, loaded downWith racy fruit all round ...
What bird is that, with voice so sweet,Sings to the sun from yonder tree?What girl is that so slim and ...
The whelp that nipped its mother's dug in turning from her breast,And smacked its lusty lips and built its own ...
I lay close down beside the river,My bow well strung, well filled my quiver,The god that dwells among the reedsSang ...
In the oldest wood I know a brooklet,That bubbles over stones and roots,And ripples out of hollow places,Like music out ...
A great king once, so I have heard,Went out to hunt a singing-birdWhose voice should be so sweet and strong,So ...
When ice is thawed and snow is gone,And racy sweetness floods the trees;When snow-birds from the hedge have flown,And on ...
We were twin brothers, tall and hale,Glad wanderers over hill and dale.We stood within the twilight shadeOf pines that rimmed ...
How tired! Eight hours of racking work,With sharp vexations shot between!Scant wages and few kindly words,—How gloomy the whole day ...
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