For The Carrier Of The Mirror. 1826 (John Gardiner Calkins Brainard Poems)
The carrier is a poor old man-See his gray locks, his wrinkles scan,Look at him and admire!His coat is thin, ...
The carrier is a poor old man-See his gray locks, his wrinkles scan,Look at him and admire!His coat is thin, ...
Little Birds are diningWarily and well,Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waitersGorgeous in their gaiters-I've a Tale to ...
True as the church clock hand the hour pursuesHe plods about his toils and reads the news,And at the blacksmith's ...
They have brought the news, my darlin', that I've waited for so long.Faith, 'twas little news they brought me; every ...
When the stars from the skies have fallen And the smoke of the world's cleared away;When Saint Peter marks "30" in ...
IN the hour of twilight shadowsThe Pilgrim sire looked out;He thought of the "bloudy Salvages"That lurked all round about,Of Wituwamet's ...
IBeyond the Northern Lights, in regions hauntedOf twilight, where the world is glacier planted,And pale as Loki in his cavern ...
The long winter wanes. On the wings of the spring come the geese and the mallards;On the bare oak the red-robin ...
Winter's wild birthnight! In the fretful East The uneasy wind moans with its sense of cold, And sends its sighs through gloomy ...
You 'member de ole log-camp, Johnnie, up on de Cheval Gris,W'ere we work so hard all winter, long ago you ...
With heart disposed to memory, let me standNear this monarch and this minstrel of the land,Now that Dian leans so ...
King Arthur sat in his royal hall, And about on either handWas many a noble lordling tall, The greatest in the land.Sat ...
Fritz and I are not brother and sister, but we're next-door neighbours; for we both live next door.I mean we ...
Are you coming, Ivan, coming?-Ah, the ways are long and slow,In the vast land that we know not-and we never ...
Gloucester streets walking in Autumn twilight,Past Kineburgh's cottage and old Raven Tavern,That Hoare he kept, the Puritan, who tiredOr fired, ...
Say, dearest Villiers, poor departed friend,(Since fleeting life thus suddenly must end)Say, what did all thy busy hopes avail,That anxious ...
WILDLY round our woodland quartersSad-voiced Autumn grieves;Thickly down these swelling watersFloat his fallen leaves.Through the tall and naked timber,Column-like and ...
A FRAGMENTA legend that grew in the forest's hushSlowly as tear-drops gather and gush,When a word some poet chanced to ...
To the memory of my fatherAt Thurgarton Church the sunburns the winter clouds overthe gaunt Danish stoneand thatched reeds that ...
Swarthy wastelands, wide and woodless, glittering miles and miles away,Where the south wind seldom wanders and the winters will not ...
And sharp as sword's clash came the one word, "Wait!"Wait? He had waited years. The soft-eyed spring,Crowned with sweet daisies ...
I.Ye must not die--your cheek is red,Ye have not lost your bloom;We shall be loth when ye are deadTo lay ...
ACROSS the Stony Mountains, o'er the desert's drouth and sand,The circles of our empire touch the western ocean's strand;From slumberous ...
IDo not forget my charge I beg of you ;That of what flow'rs you find of fairest hueAnd sweetest odor ...
AS WHEN the strong stream of a wintering seaRolls round our coast, with bodeful breaks of storm,And swift salt rain, ...
I sat beside the glowing grate, fresh heapedWith Newport coal, and as the flame grew bright--The many-coloured flame--and played and ...
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 ...
I am growing old and weary Ere yet my locks are gray;Before me lies eternity, Behind me--but a day.How fast the years ...
Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow!Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom ...
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