Winter Aconit (Robert Henry Forster Poems)
ITHE year hath turned, and daily grows the light:The garden stirs and wakens from its sleep,And tiny spikes of green ...
ITHE year hath turned, and daily grows the light:The garden stirs and wakens from its sleep,And tiny spikes of green ...
O FLOWER whose beauty Wordsworth with delightBeheld and sang a hundred years ago,Still hast thou golden loveliness to show,Still is ...
ITHE season falters: our desires outrunIts progress. Winter, though it yield to spring,Like a dead wasp hath venom in its ...
ISTILL do the garden's half-awakened bedsWait for the passing of the wintry cold;But in this fairy palace we beholdThe sheltered ...
SNOW falls, but not the snow of winter's chill:'Tis white pear-blossom petals that have doneTheir herald duty. Now the kiss ...
SNOW on the Mountains! 'Tis the country nameOf this white flower that hangs adown the wall.The snows that on Helvellyn's ...
THE power of spring is waxing. One by oneThe Wallflowers show their comeliness at lastIn token that the winter months ...
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