#Americans
Out of the lights and roar of citi… Drifting down like a spark in Spo… Burnt out with the fire of drink,… The paramour of a woman I took in… But to hide a wounded pride as wel…
In a lingering fever many visions… I was in the little house again With its great yard of clover Running down to the board-fence, Shadowed by the oak tree,
Suppose it is nothing but the hive… That there are drones and workers And queens, and nothing but storin… (Material things as well as cultur… For the next generation, this gene…
My father who owned the wagon-shop And grew rich shoeing horses Sent me to the University of Mont… I learned nothing and returned hom… Roaming the fields with Bert Kess…
She loved me. Oh! how she loved m… I never had a chance to escape From the day she first saw me. But then after we were married I… She might prove her mortality and…
I who kept the greenhouse, Lover of trees and flowers, Oft in life saw this umbrageous el… Measuring its generous branches wi… And listened to its rejoicing leav…
Jonas Keene thought his lot a har… Because his children were all fail… But I know of a fate more trying… It is to be a failure while your c… For I raised a brood of eagles
This I saw with my own eyes: A cliff-swallow Made her nest in a hole of the hig… There near Miller’s Ford. But no sooner were the young hatch…
In the lust of my strength I cursed God, but he paid no atte… I might as well have cursed the st… In my last sickness I was in agon… And I cursed God for my suffering…
Well, don’t you see this was the w… We bought the farm with what he in… And his brothers and sisters accus… His fathers mind against the rest… And we never had any peace with ou…
You have become a forge of snow-wh… A crucible of molten steel, O Fra… Your sons are stars who cluster to… And fade in light for you, O glor… They pass through meteor changes w…
I reached the highest place in Sp… But through what bitterness of spi… The face of my father, sitting spe… Child-like, watching his canaries, And looking at the court-house win…
How many times, during the twenty… I was your leader, friends of Spo… Did you neglect the convention and… And leave the burden on my hands Of guarding and saving the people’…
I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for… A boat with a furled sail at rest… In truth it pictures not my destin… But my life.
I wrote him a letter asking him fo… To discharge my sick boy from the… But maybe he couldn’t read it. Then I went to town and had James… Who wrote beautifully, write him a…