October 10 (Philip Henry Savage Poems)
THIS cool white morning by the wallHow welcome does the sunlight fallTo the curled aster, with its blueClose-folded petals, out ...
THIS cool white morning by the wallHow welcome does the sunlight fallTo the curled aster, with its blueClose-folded petals, out ...
THE fickle wind, by ebb and flaw,Wavers uncertain as a girl:The fire delays and will not draw:The smoke creeps out ...
The faithful mullein, day by day,Is up and out beside the way,Or on the upland pasture blowsBeside the rockrose and ...
Up from hill and meadow burning,Fumes of Autumn in the air;Birds in dusty blue returning,Passing on their southern fare.Color, color, ...
"Something in the sense of morningLifts the heart up to the sun."In our youth we may be pagan,God is many, ...
WHEN the petal falls and liesWrinkled like a leaf that dies,When the flower that once was merrySobers to the russet ...
Thou little god within the brookThat dwellest, friend of man,I oft have heard the simple prayerThou tellest unto Pan:That he ...
IF one lack a new coat.One may still have a sister!Like an oar to a boat,Which without it would float,Yet ...
Not all the world can banish from my eyesThe simple glories of the day's sunrise;Not circumstance nor fate e'er drive ...
WE do not ask to be forgiven,Nor out of earth to winAn unpremeditated heaven,Nor quit the claim of sin.Our acts ...
If one should call my branching verseBundles of fagot sticks, or worse,Each bush, I pray, let shed perfume,And burn with ...
The shad-bush, sweetheart, is in flower,And tells her secret hour by hour.A silent secret she imparts,The fragrance of her heart ...
When the last candle is put out,And darkness gray falls round about,Shall we lie placid as to-nightIn a blank void ...
NOT least, 't is ever my delightTo drink the early morning light;To take the air upon my tongueAnd taste it ...
Dear heart, that in this world must live and die,And love, and fix your faith on one to love you,How ...
'T is grace to sing to nature, and to prayThe God of nature, out of His large heart,To grant us ...
MAKE haste, my soul, the Wise Man whispered, go!Gather the golden ears before the snow;There is no harvest after death. ...
THROUGH days wherein I heard no purpose speak,Through years that passed me as a quiet stream,I dreamed and did not ...
'T IS man with man in the bitter endWhatever the love and the heart of woman;Iron with iron, friend with ...
EVER with fainter pulse and throwThe heart's red clepsydra will flow.Then test the drops run on to waste,Make haste, for ...
Roll down, roll down, thou darkling earth,To the eastern shores of light,Where the plashing waves of the morning's birthSweep up ...
THIS, Woodstock, is my gift; and if I giveSo much as this of all thou gavest me,Call me not selfish ...
Love is a life you cannot traceNor find by gazing in the face.You cannot sum it, pence by pence,Nor find ...
FROM Billerica forth I sendMy book. Pray take it for a friend.Or should it chance offend you, knowIt is not ...
What is this stones unless some cryShall echo back and give it life?'T is not enough that it be rifeWith ...
A winding water onward flows,And whither, only ocean knows;Happy the crystal source that liesReflecting in its heart the skies. (Philip ...
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