#Americans #Women #1914 #PoemsOfCheer
All the uniforms were blue, all th… When the regiment went marching do… All the men were hale and strong a… Through the cheers that drowned th… Oh the music of the feet keeping t…
Out over childhood’s borders, Manhood’s brave banners unfurled, Weighed down with precepts and ord… A boy has gone into the world. Nobody thinks it pathetic–
We love but once. The great gold… From dawn to eventide doth cast hi… But the full splendour of his perf… Is reached but once throughout the… We love but once. The waves, wit…
[On the election of the Roman Emperor Maximus, by the Senate, A.D. 238, a powerful army, headed by the Thracian giant Maximus, laid siege to Aquileia. Though poorly prepared for war, t...
Long have the poets vaunted, in th… Old times, old loves, old friendsh… Why should the old monopolise all… Then let the new claim mine. Give me strong new friends, when t…
In golden youth when seems the ear… A Summer-land of singing mirth, When souls are glad and hearts are… And not a shadow lurks in sight, We do not know it, but there lieu
Changed? Yes, I will confess it—… I do not love in the old fond way. I am your friend still– time has n… One kindly feeling of that vanishe… But the bright glamour which made…
Dear Love, where the red lilies b… The white snows are falling; And all through the woods where I… The loud winds are calling; And the robin that piped to us tun…
Well, Mabel, ’tis over and ended—… The ball I wrote was to be; And oh! it was perfectly splendid—… If you could have been here to see… I’ve a thousand things to write yo…
Obscured the sun, the world is dar… Maid of Orleans, Joan of Arc, Send down thy spark. Let every heart in France be stir… By such an all-compelling word
Out from my window westward I turn full oft my face; But the mountains rebuke the visio… That would encompass space; They lift their lofty foreheads
In the dark night, from sweet refr… I wake to hear outside my window-p… The uncurbed fury of the wild spri… And weird winds lashing the defian… And roar of floods that gather str…
The God of the day has vanished, The light from the hills has fled, And the hand of an unseen artist Is painting the west all red. All threaded with gold and crimson…
The Queen is taking a drive to-da… They have hung with purple the car… They have dressed with purple the… Where the Queen goes forth and ne… Let no man labour as she goes by
I poured out a tumbler of Claret, Of course with intention to drink, And, holding it up in the sunlight… I paused for a moment to think. I really can’t tell you what made…
