To My Wife (Robert Henry Forster Poems)
Helper and more than helper! In thissphereYou are supreme and I subordinate.Yours was the artist's eye with vision clearThat made ...
Helper and more than helper! In thissphereYou are supreme and I subordinate.Yours was the artist's eye with vision clearThat made ...
ITHE year hath turned, and daily grows the light:The garden stirs and wakens from its sleep,And tiny spikes of green ...
INOT only in the garden may be seenThe garden's beauty. Many a tree and fieldBeyond its bounds a touch of ...
ITHE season falters: our desires outrunIts progress. Winter, though it yield to spring,Like a dead wasp hath venom in its ...
IPEAR-TREES, once white with April's garlanding,And apple-trees, whose blossoms pink and whiteWhen May was young were pictures of delight,Have not ...
ITHE pear's white reign of loveliness is done,But now the apple's carmine buds unclose,And fair white blossoms, faintly tinged with ...
IALREADY signs of Autumn have begunWe see his herald in the misty morn:Yonder is yellow stubble, whence the cornWas lately ...
JUNE is the month of roses, and to-day,On June's first morn, this blossom doth encloseIts fragrant yellow. 'Tis a perfect ...
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