The Blackbird (Nora Jane Hopper Chesson Poems)
The blackbird has a mouth of gold, though sombre be his feathers;The lark is for the summer noon, the blackbird ...
The blackbird has a mouth of gold, though sombre be his feathers;The lark is for the summer noon, the blackbird ...
There are strange trees in that pale fieldOf barren soil and bitter yield:They stand without the city walls;Their nakedness is ...
BY one great Heart the Universe is stirred: By Its strong pulse, stars climb the darkening blue; It throbs in each fresh ...
The gold-bird came in the May mornDown fragrant billows of southwest weather:He fell, like a flame, in the sweet thorn,—He ...
She saw The Helper standing near When grief and, care oppressed;"A Great, Big God," Who wiped the tear, And soothed the aching ...
No, I have borne in mind this hill,For once before I came its wayIn hours when summer held her breathAbove ...
Within the flower there lies a seed,Within the seed there springs a tree,Within the tree there spreads a wood.In the ...
"SAY, have you found the heart I lostAs you and I, last night,The fragrant, new-mown meadow crossed,Beneath the sweet starlight?""I ...
THIRTY-SIXTH VARIATIONTHIS shred of song you bid me bringIs snatched from fancy's embers;Ah, when the lips forget to sing,The faithful ...
I have not seen her face, and yet She is more sweet than any thing Of Earth--than rose or violet That Mayday winds ...
GOOD roaring pistol-boys, brave lads of gold,Good roistering easy maids, blown cock-a-hoopOn floods of tavern-steam, I greet you! DrunkWith wild ...
This is the Wiggledywasticus, Very remarkable beast.Nose to tail an eighth of a mile;Took him an acre or two to smile;Took ...
ALL the bells of heaven may ring,All the birds of heaven may sing,All the wells on earth may spring,All the ...
THE ladye's bower faced the sea,Its casements framed a sea-born day.She saw the fishers sail away, And, far and high, The gulls ...
IThere is a field, that leans upon two hills,Foamed o'er of flowers and twinkling with clear rills;That in its girdle ...
Had I the wings of a bird,I'd make it a constant dutyTo fly far above the earthAnd gaze on it's ...
My soul is grief. My soul is call Because I am a bird picked off. To death is doomed my wounded soul ...
FOR MY DAUGHTER MARGARET.Very like to a dream,Doth the time to me seem,When with thee a young girl by my ...
The rose is sweetly blushingAnd virgin lilies bloom,While Summer-winds are bearingTheir heaven-sent perfume,And blithe young birds are singingUpon the beechen ...
Nature her gifts is bringingTo deck the fields anew,And all the birds are singing,And all the skies are blue,And all ...
ALOOF from his tribeOn the elm-tree's top,A jackdaw perchedA hand-reach up.Silent he satOn the branch, nor stirred,And I saw m ...
They're coming! And it seems so long Since sadly autumn laid them low. They left us with the robin's song, They left us ...
Hagar sits all weepingon a stone mid roadand asks the windswhich way to go.One says, Go east -the other - ...
1Still far the asphodels,grey-transparent Spring.Meanwhile, the sand rustles,the wave foams.But here, like Persephone,my soul joins the gentle circle,and in the ...
When Spring unlocks the flowers, to paint the laughing soil;When Summer's balmy showers refresh the mower's toil;When Winter binds in ...
It's little I can tell About the birds in books;And yet I know them well, By their music and their looks: When May ...
DE night creep down erlong de lan',De shadders rise an' shake,De frog is sta'tin' up his ban',De cricket is awake;My ...
"Goneys an' gullies an' all o' the birds o' the sea They ain't no birds, not really", said Billy the Dane."Not ...
Hard by I've a cottage that stands near the wood--A stream glides in peace at the door--Where all who will ...
Still thirteen years: 'tis autumn now On field and hill, in heart and brain;The naked trees at evening sough;The leaf to ...
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