Through grass, through amber’d cornfields, our slow Stream–Fringed with its flags and reeds and...
Month: January 2024
Doleful was the land,Dull on, every side,Neither soft n’or grand,Barren, bleak, and wide;Nothing look’d...
Little Cowboy, what have you heard,Up on the lonely rath’s green mound?Only the plaintive...
October – and the skies are cool and grayO’er stubbles emptied of their latest...
O English mother, in the ruddy glowHugging your baby closer when outsideYou see the...
Here the white-ray’d anemone is born,Wood-sorrel, and the varnish’d buttercup;And primrose in its purfled...
I thought it was the little bedI slept in long ago;A straight white curtain...
Down on the shore, on the sunny shore!Where the salt smell cheers the land;Where...
Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods,And day by day the dead leaves...
A sunset’s mounded cloud;A diamond evening-star;Sad blue hills afar;Love in his shroud. Scarcely a...