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I sit in the twilight dim At the close of an idle day, And I list to the soft sweet hymn… That rises far away, And dies on the evening air.
After the battles are over, And the war drums cease to beat, And no more is heard on the hillsi… The sound of hurrying feet, Full many a noble action,
I have lived this life as the skep… I have said the sweetness was less… Praising, nor cursing, the Hand t… I have drifted aimlessly through i… I have scoffed at the tale of a so…
The world grows green on a thousan… By a thousand willows the bees are… And a million birds by a million r… Sing of the golden season coming. But, gazing out on the sun-kist le…
In the rapture of life and of livi… I lift up my head and rejoice, And I thank the great Giver for g… The soul of my gladness a voice. In the glow of the glorious weathe…
Said Willie to Tom ‘Let us hie a… To the wonderful Island of Endles… It lies off the border of ’No Sch… And abounds with pleasures, I und… There boys go swimming whenever th…
To sin by silence, when we should… Makes cowards out of men. The hum… Has climbed on protest. Had no vo… Against injustice, ignorance and l… The Inquisition yet would serve t…
Wherefore in dreams are sorrows bo… A healed wound opened, or the past… Last night in my deep sleep I dre… Again the old love woke in me, and… On looks of fire, and kisses, and…
Be not dismayed, be not dismayed w… Sets its white seal upon some wors… Poor human nature for a little spa… Must suffer anguish, when that las… Leaves such long silence; but let…
Falling upon the frozen world last… I heard the slow beat of the Wint… Poor foolish drops, down-dripping… The ice-bound Earth but mocked th… Far better had the fixedness of wh…
All in the time when Earth did mo… The cold, ungracious aspect of you… Sweet Summer came, and bade him s… She wove bright garlands, and in w… She bound him willing captive. D…
We will be what we could be. Do n… “It might have been, had not this,… No fate can keep us from the chose… He only might who is. We will do what we could do. Do n…
Dying? I am not dying. Are you ma… You think I need to ask for heave… I think you are a fiend, who would… To see me struggle in death’s cold… ‘But, man you lie! for I am stron…
If I should die, to-day, To-morrow, maybe, the world would… Would waken from sleep, and say, “Why here was talent! why here was… Why here was a luminous light o’ t…
Last night I knelt low at my lady… One soft, caressing hand played wi… And one I kissed and fondled. Kne… I deemed my meed of happiness comp… She was so fair, so full of witchi…