Christmas Eve (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
From church and chapel and dome and tower, Near--far and everywhere,The merry bells chime loud and clear Upon the frosty air.All down ...
From church and chapel and dome and tower, Near--far and everywhere,The merry bells chime loud and clear Upon the frosty air.All down ...
If father, if mother, if daughter, if son,If houses, if lands, if the wife of thy love —Shou'd strive to ...
WHAT! still does the mother of treason uprearHer crest 'gainst the furies that darken her sea,Unquelled by mistrust, and unblanched ...
It is said, it is sung, it is written, and read,It sounds in the ear, and it swims in the ...
Nine months after writing this poem, my mother died, Dec. 21st, 1894. My vision eye beholds a form, Bent low by years ...
THE CAMPBELLS ARE COMING Gather, oh gather! gather, oh gather On with the philabeg every manAnd up with the bonnet and badge ...
Not till the freezing blast is still,Till freely leaps the sparkling rill,And gales sweep soft from summer skies,As o'er a ...
Two angels came through the gate of Heaven.(White and soft is a mother's breast!) Stayed them both by the gate of Heaven;Rested ...
I am weary, Mother, and I fain would restBeside thee, in the cold and silent tomb-The rayless pathways of a ...
Oft, in the silence of the night, When the lonely moon rides high,When wintry winds are whistling, And we hear the owl's ...
This is the tale that the howlers tellAt the end of the hunting weather,When the quick rain rillsOn the bare, ...
She's milking in the rain and dark, As did her mother in the past.The wretched shed of poles and bark, Rent by ...
A Psalm To what shall a woman liken her beloved, And with what shall she compare him to do him honor? ...
Her ladyship's getten a babby,-- An they're makkin a famous to do,--They say,--Providence treated her shabby-- Shoo wor fairly entitled to two.But ...
'Twas a Funny Little Fellow Of the very purest type,For he had a heart as mellow As an apple over ripe;And the ...
Dark lowered the thunder-cloud of deathO'er Alma's height, while far beneath, In deep and dread array,Fair France, thy eagle-bannered host,Her lion ...
Sleep on! Sleep on! beguiling The hours with happy rest. Sleep!--by that dreamy smiling, I know that thou art blest. Thy mother over thee ...
a woman of indeterminate agein the fading lighthands folded on her lapthose same daysthose same facesa current carriedon and onhair ...
By this part of the century few are left who believein the animals for they are not there in the ...
I play'd with you 'mid cowslips blowing,When I was six and you were four;When garlands weaving, flower-balls throwing,Were pleasures soon ...
I'M thinking, Charles, 't is just a year,Or will be, very soon,Since first you told me of your love,One glorious ...
"COME to me for wisdom," said the mountain;In the valley and the plainThere is Knowledge dimmed with sorrow in the ...
WRITTEN TO COMMEMORATE THE ANNIVER-SARY OF MY BROTHER TOM 'S BIRTHDAYO memory, take my hand to-dayAnd lead me thro' the ...
_"Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief."_We must believe--Being from birth endowed with love and trust--Born unto loving;--and how simply ...
Lift me down to the creek bank, Jack,It must be fresher outside;The long hot day is well nigh done;It's a ...
A few hours after Des Moinesthe toilet overflowed.This wasn't the adventure it sounds.I sat with a man whose tattoosweighed more ...
Just once before I dieI want to climb up on atenement skyto dream my lungs out tillI crythen scatter my ...
"I do well to be angry, even unto death."—Jonah iv. 9."I do well to be angry, even unto death,"To denounce, ...
The Old Jewish Cemeteryis one great bouquet of grey stoneon which time has trodden.I was drifting among the graves,thinking of ...
I got to thinkin' of her--both her parents dead and gone-- And all her sisters married off, and none but her ...
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