Eight Harvard Poets (1917)
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the rose is dying the lips of an old man murder the petals hush
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing.
spring omnipotent goddess thou dos… inveigle into crossing sidewalks t… unwary june-bug and the frivolous… thou dost persuade to serenade his lady the musical tom-cat,thou stuf…
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience,your eyes have thei… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
between green mountains sings the flinger of fire beyond red rivers
It was one of those clear,sharp.mu… That summer and man deligh… Never had Heaven seemed quite so… Never had earth seemed quite so gr… Never had the world seemed quite s…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying
but the other day i was passing a certain gate, rain fell(as it will in spring)
i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved the far-
may i feel said he (i’ll squeal said she just once said he) it’s fun said she (may i touch said he
gee i like to think of dead it mea… since darker than little round wat… too cool to be crooked and it’s to… and thick and it loves, every ol… jackknives and kittens and pennies…
Buffalo Bill ’s defunct who used to ride a watersmooth-silve… …
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer
10 maggie and milly and molly and may went down to the beach(to play one… and maggie discovered a shell that… so sweetly she couldn’t remember h…
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed