The Children of Lir (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Out upon the sand-dunes thrive the coarse long grasses;Herons standing knee-deep in the brackish pool;Overhead the sunset fire and flame ...
Out upon the sand-dunes thrive the coarse long grasses;Herons standing knee-deep in the brackish pool;Overhead the sunset fire and flame ...
1. This is the tale they tell, Of an Hallowe'en; This is the thing that befell Me and the village Belle, Beautiful Aimee Dean. 2. Did I ...
They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead,That all of thee we loved and cherishedHas with thy summer roses perished;And left, ...
My travels' dream and talk for many a year, At length I view thee, hoary Silchester! Pilgrim long vowed; now only hither ...
At a feast in the east of our central plains,Girt with the sheaths of ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories?Whence these legends and traditions,With the odors of the forestWith the dew and damp ...
Night rests in beauty on Mont Alto.Beneath its shade the beauteous Arno sleepsIn vallombrosa's bosom, and dark treesBend with a ...
IWith their country tied to their sails and their oars hung on the windThe shipwrecked slept tamely like dead beasts on ...
On these green banks, where falls too soonThe shade of Autumn's afternoon,The south wind blowing soft and sweet,The water gliding ...
Darkly the minster--towers, against the glow of the sunset,Rise from the purple band of mist that beleaguers the city:Golden the ...
As a harvester, at dusk, Faring down some woody trail Leading homeward through the musk Of may-apple and pawpaw, Hazel-bush, and spice and haw,-- So ...
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when rain pelteth; Then let ...
The hills are clad in purple and in gold, The ripened maize is gathered in the shock,The frost has kissed the ...
I.Peradventure of old, some bard in Ionian Islands, Walking alone by the sea, hearing the wash of the waves,Learned the secret ...
How strange that here is nothing as it was!The sward is young and new,The sod there shapes a different mass,The ...
SEASON of life's renewal, love's rebirth,And all hope's young espousals; in your dream,I feel once more the ancient stirrings of ...
I.Summer was dead and Autumn was expiring,And infant Winter laughed upon the landAll cloudlessly and cold;--when I, desiringMore in this ...
Since flaming angels drove our sireFrom Eden's green to walk the mire,We are the folk who tilled the plotAnd ground ...
There is this sunny place where I imagine him.A park on a hill whose grass wants to turnInto dust, & ...
IHave you not heard the poets tellHow came the dainty Baby BellInto this world of ours?The gates of heaven were ...
Traveller! on thy journey toilingBy the swift Powow,With the summer sunshine fallingOn thy heated brow,Listen, while all else is still,To ...
"I rode to death, for I fought for shame--The Lady Maurine of noble name,"The fair and faithless!--Though life be longIs ...
Obedience to the seasons' marshall-rod,That is a law of God,Here beauty passes with her gorgeous train,On paths that range from ...
A common wayside flower it grew, Unhandsome and unnoticed too, Except in deprecation That such an herb unreared by toil, Prolific cumberer of the ...
I LIFT these hands with iron fetters banded:Beneath the scornful sunlight and cold starsI rear my once imperial forehead brandedBy ...
One day, along the electric wireHis manly word for Freedom sped;We came next morn: that tongue of fireSaid only, "He ...
There is the ruined water-mill With its rotten wheel, that stands as still As its image that sleeps in the glassy pool Where ...
It was heardThey took him to the morgue.Last night in the February darkWhen the crescent moon, five days toward full, ...
I. Kempton, PennsylvaniaPerhaps the last of the lightlifting this evening from the field of wheatmeans something. Perhaps the viewincludes us, ...
Under the orchard boughs, That drop red leaves like coals into the grass. The golden arrows of the sunset fall; And on the ...
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