The Loon (Alfred Billings Street Poems)
"TAMELESS in his stately pride, along the lake of islands, Tireless speeds the lonely loon upon his diving track;- ...
"TAMELESS in his stately pride, along the lake of islands, Tireless speeds the lonely loon upon his diving track;- ...
In the fourth month summer shines; In the sixth the heat declines. Nature thus grants men relief; Tyranny gives only ...
Bunny, lying in the grass,Saw the shining column pass;Saw the starry banner fly,Saw the chargers fret and fume,Saw the flapping ...
The wind, in the stubble rustling, announces Autumn.The fields have turned grey, and in hollows the oxen are lowing.The gossamer's ...
IN his wide fields walks the Master, In his fair fields, ripe for harvest, Where the evening sun shines slant-wise ...
Strike! Strike! Stop! Stop! What mean these shouts that rise — This great commotion throughout all the land,That chills the ...
Fount of the woods! thou art hid no more,From Heaven's clear eye, as in time of yore!For the roof hath ...
"LOVELY nymph! with eye serene, Dimpled smile and frolic mien; Come, with airy step advancing, Come, with blooming Hebe dancing; ...
We stood together in that tranquil sceneOf moon-light loveliness;-its silent spellStole o'er the spirit with a soft'ning pow'r,Which might have ...
"I. Long had I dwelt with sad-faced Grief. Her tearsWere my one gift thro' dim and silent years.A h! long ...
THE spring will come again, dear friends, The swallow o'er the sea; The bud will hang upon the bough, The ...
Now all day long the man who is not deadHastens the dark with inattentive eyes,The woman with white hand and ...
RESTLESS is the present night, Fearfully it seems to shiver, No wind there is and yet Strangely the leaves quiver. ...
As soft as an autumn leaf will light When the winds are hush'd and still,Fell your hand into mine that ...
When first I saw the Tweed, the light Of autumn, tender, sad and grey,Lay on the Eildon's triple height, And ...
Where are the temperance people?Well, scattered here and there:Some gathering in their produceTo show at the autumn fair;Some threshing wheat ...
I said goodbye to the bees last Friday week,To blooms, and to things like these, for Winter bleak Was shouting ...
A dozen years since in this house what commotion, What bustle, what stir, and what joyful ado;Every soul in the ...
Ah! why will my heart beat faint and low At the sound of the falling leaves?And why do I turn ...
Evil sped the battle playOn the Pope Calixtus' day;Mighty war-smiths, thanes and lords,In Senlac slept the sleep of swords.Harold Earl, ...
Let praise to Thee, all sov'reign Pow'r, arise,Who fix'd the mountains, and who form'd the skies!Who o'er thy works extend'st ...
Push the bursting buds away,Throw aside the ripened roses,Hush the low-voiced waters' play,Where the weary sun reposesWith his head upon ...
From my childhood days, from my childhood days, Rings an old song's plaintive tone-- Oh, how long the ways, ...
GOD of the Harvest, Thou, whose sun Has ripened all the golden grain,We bless Thee for Thy bounteous store,The cup ...
I.WE stand among the fallen leaves, Young children at our play, And laugh to see the yellow things Go rustling ...
Well, maybe now, towards autumn,In the dusk, when in my father's orchardA giant moon hangs on above the fence,When from ...
I.A pale green sky is gleaming;The steely stars are few;The moorland pond is steamingA mist of gray and blue.Along the ...
We hear the blind and aimless gallopingOf an errant rider from the days gome by:The shackled souls of sunken forests ...
We two were lovers, the Sea and I; We plighted our troth 'neath a summer sky.And all through the riotous, ...
Pass thy hand through my hair, love; One little year ago, In a curtain bright and rare, love, ...
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