It’s September (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
It's September, and the orchards are afire with red and gold, And the nights with dew are heavy, and the ...
It's September, and the orchards are afire with red and gold, And the nights with dew are heavy, and the ...
Oh, Grimsby is a pleasant town as any man may find,An' Grimsby wives are thrifty wives, an' Grimsby girls are ...
Joy to Philip, he this dayHas his long coats cast away,And (the childish season gone)Puts the manly breeches on.Officer on ...
I don't know as I get what D. H. Lawrence is driving at when he ...
With trembling fingers did we weave The holly round the Christmas hearth; A rainy ...
Come Winter, merry Winter, Rejoice while yet you may,For nearer, ever nearer, Fair Summer draws each day,And soon the tiny ...
Through the city's narrow gatewayForth an aged beggar fares,None is there to give him escort,And no farewell word he bears.Heaven's ...
Lovers whose lifted hands are candles in winter,Whose gentle ways like streams in the easy summer,Lying togetherFor secret setting of ...
I think I should suit, for I've knowledge minute Of all tickets, time-tables, and trains;All speedings and slowings and comings ...
Dismal day, with the weather inclement.Inconsolably rivulets runDown the porch in front of the doorway;Through my wide-open windows they come.But ...
A PRINCESS, sleeping in enchanted bowers, Earth springs to waking at Spring's voice and kiss, And after winter's ...
"AY! Unto thee belong The pipe and song, Theocritus,- Loved by the satyr and the faun! To thee the olive ...
Spring surely must be near. High over head The kind blue heavens bend to timbers tall;And here, this morning, is ...
1 The dew was full of sun that morn _(Oh I heard the doves in the ladyricks coop!)_ As he ...
I crossed the gangway in the winter's raining,Late in the night, when it was dreary dark;The only sounds the rain's ...
LET a Parisian prelate lead the vanOf worthies now advancing on the stage;Surely 'twas his own mind the pious manPourtray'd, ...
These were his songs. Now he has broken them. All he has made, that has he also slain:Seeing my beauty ...
From the dark gorge, where burns the morning star, I hear the glacier river rattling onAnd sweeping o'er his ice-ploughed ...
SongWhat, what is the true Southern Symbol,The Symbol of Honor and Right, The Emblem that suits a brave peopleIn arms ...
AH! where, lovely Planet, Ah! where dost thou stray;Thy path it is lonely, And trackless thy way.It seems ...
Yes, he used to be a cow hoss that was young and strong and fleetNow he stands alone, forgotten, in ...
I WATCH the ships by town and leaWith sails full set glide out to sea,Till by the distant lighthouse rockThe ...
Winter has come; and tardily -- Now little nipping winds are rifeWhere laggard leaves, on many a tree, Still cling ...
HARK! the glad horn's sonorous strain,Responsive to the shouting swain,Proclaims the harvest o'er;The master of the field stands by,And views ...
CroatianROSE that wert red,Drop thy flower on my head,Rose that wert red.Leaves that were sweet,Spill thy dews on my feet,Leaves ...
The green is in the meadow and the blue is in the sky,And all of Nature's artists have their colors ...
" The World is Mine FOR me the jasmine buds unfold And silver daisies star the lea, The ...
Sing a song for Evaleen, only two years old, Running laughing on life's path in her wilful way; Christ-Child, Whom ...
JUST a whisper, half-heard, But our heart knows the word; Caresses that seem Like love's lips in a dream; ...
Love me little, love me long,Is the burden of my song.Love that is too hot and strongBurneth soon to waste.Still, ...
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