September (Nancy Byrd Turner Poems)
Very familiar September seemed: A flag-pole stood in the yard, And the little path that led from the road Was trampled bare and ...
Very familiar September seemed: A flag-pole stood in the yard, And the little path that led from the road Was trampled bare and ...
ON SAINT HELEN'S DAY, 1809.DEAR Boys!--dismiss'd awhile from school,From sober learning's thorny rule,--The annual race of glory run,The prize bestow'd, ...
"Soa, yo're th' new parson, are yo? Well, awm fain to see yo've come;Yo'll feel a trifle strange at furst, But mak ...
Pap he allus ust to say, "Chris'mus comes but onc't a year!"Liked to hear him that-a-way, In his old split-bottomed cheerBy the ...
Summer, adieu Adieu gregarious season.Goodbye, 'revoir, farewell.Now day comes late; now chillier blows the breeze onForsaken beach and boarded-up hotel.Now wild ...
Oh, Lizzie, when I read your card, Which you had printed in the paper,Wherein you said your case was hard, My fancy ...
AN OLD LATIN ODE.SUNG ANNUALLY BY THE WlNCHESTER BOYS UPONLEAVING COLLEGE AT THE VACATION. [Translated at the Request of DR. ...
The Helmett now an hive for Bees becomes, And hilts of swords may serve for Spiders loomes, Sharp pikes may make, Teeth for ...
A LIGHT in the moon the only light is on Sunday. What was the sensible decision. The sensible decision was ...
Two little dudes from the George-street block,Up for a brief vacation!One little girl in a neat print frock,Maid of the ...
Der Schulfreund wird nie vergessen."—Jean PaulYour Edinburgh is well enough— Stone picture of the past and present;But we have in ...
"IIn morning breeze, the Indian summer's gold Of sun on Mildred's happy cheeks aglow Beneath dark hair; it glistens on ...
he lives in a house with a swimming pool and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I ...
In order to perfect all readers the statements should he carved on rock walls, on cave walls, and on the ...
She wore a sweet pink bonnet, The sweetest ever known: And as I gazed upon it, My heart ...
the Chinaman said don't take the hardware and gave me a steak I couldn't cut (except the fat) and there ...
Vacation time! How glad it seemedWhen as a boy I sat and dreamedAbove my school books, of the funThat I ...
Commute with me, my Love, and be merry;How vain in the City to dwellWhen apple-trees blow in Dobbs' FerryAnd lilacs ...
BONNIE wee laddies, and rosy-check'd lassies,Joyfully trotting to Kindergart classes,How gaily you march to the music of duty;Pictures and poems ...
Vacation's gone -- and pleas and strifeBegin to blossom into life; And Westminster is overflownWith wit peculiarly its own;Chief justices ...
Maybe it is the memories the change of pace that brings us there our sense of vacation maybe the smell ...
I remember well making that old little trivet popsicle sticks, real ones not craft sticks made for that purpose these ...
The pastor, in the makeshift pulpit at the lectern, far from the vaulted ceilings, far from the stain glassed sanctuary ...
On another night, the choice, the decision, would not seem so odd pizza for dinner, what could be wrong But, ...
Maybe it is the memories the change of pace that brings us there the sense of vacation maybe the smell ...
It is there, deep in her young heart bearing fruits of faith, in our lives sharing the belief she has ...
It is there, deep in her young heart bearing fruits of faith, in our lives sharing the belief she has ...
Mom was at home Mrs. Foss was The vacation bible school teacher, The den mother, The class mother. They were ...
Seven descended on the table Away from the crowd He sat in the middle, Back to the wall Surveying the ...
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
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