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(After a glimpse of a certain monu… Victory Celebration) The thousand-windowed towers were… Throngs of all nations filled that… And, rich with dreams of the appro…
How like the sky she bends above h… One with the great horizon of her… No sob from our low seas where woe… No weeping cloud, no momentary rai… Can mar the heaven-high visage of…
How few are they that voyage throu… On that eternal quest, For that strange light beyond our… That rest beyond our rest. And they who, seeking beauty, once…
‘You were weeping in the night,’ s… ‘Weeping in your sleep, I am told… ‘It was nothing but a dream,’ said… But her face grew gray and old. ‘You thought you saw our German G…
There’s a barrel-organ carolling a… In the City as the sun sinks low; And the music’s not immortal; but… And fulfilled it with the sunset g… And it pulses through the pleasure…
Under an arch of glorious leaves… Out of the wood and saw the sickle… Floating in daylight o’er the pale… It was the quiet hour before the s… Gathers the clouds to prayer and s…
(Written after entering New York… Up the vast harbor with the mornin… The ship swept in from sea; Gigantic towers arose, the night w… And—there stood Liberty.
O Hesper-Phosphor, far away Shining, the first, the last white… Hear’st thou the strange, the ghos… That moan of an ancient agony From purple forest to golden sky
‘Our cavalry have rescued Nazaret… described Christianity as a creed… The Emperor mocked at Nazareth In his almighty hour. The Slave that bowed himself to d…
Elf-blooded creature, little did h… Of this blind world’s delights, Content to wreathe his legs around… For warmth on winter nights; Content to ramble away
In the light of the silent stars t… In the weary cry of the wind and t… Under the breath of laughter, deep… I hear the Loom of the Weaver tha… The leaves of the winter wither an…
Old Grey Squirrel might have been Almost anything - Might have been a soldier, sailor, Tinker, tailor (Never a beggar-man, though, nor t…
The moon is up, the stars are brig… the wind is fresh and free! We’re out to seek the gold tonight across the silver sea! The world is growing grey and old:
‘_And that a reply be received bef… _British Ultimatum_. Their Day was at twelve of the ni… When the graves give up their dead… And still, from the City, no ligh…
