In Memory Of John Leach Craig (Nora Pembroke Poems)
What is it that has stilled the usual hurry, Checking the eager tread of rapid feet?Why does the business face look ...
What is it that has stilled the usual hurry, Checking the eager tread of rapid feet?Why does the business face look ...
By the sad fellowship of human suffering, By the bereavements that are thine and mine,I venture--oh, forgive me!--with this offering, I would ...
Who is the maid with silken hair By clear Maine Water roaming?For the fairy Queen is not so fair As she in ...
They are but servants, say the words of scorning, As though they meant to say, we're finer clay,Yet, all the universe ...
Beside the open window she is lying, Through which comes softly in the balmy air,And fans her wasted cheek; but slowly ...
We met--he was a stranger, His foot was free to roam;I was a simple maiden, Who had never left my home.He was ...
(WALTER AND FREDDIE.)From morn to eve, from evening unto morning, I mourn and cannot rest;So mourns the mother bird when home ...
He stood up in the house to speak, With calm unruffled brow,And never were his burning words More eloquent than nowFresh from ...
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