#AmericanWriters
It seemeth such a little way to me Across to that strange country '… And yet, not strange, for it has g… The home of those whom I am so fo… They make it seem familiar and mos…
Time flies. The swift hours hurr… And speed us on to untried ways; New seasons ripen, perish, die, And yet love stays. The old, old love– like sweet at f…
I saw them sitting in the shade; The long green vines hung over, But could not hide the gold-haired… And Earl, my dark-eyed lover. His arm was clasped so close, so c…
The gate was thrown open, I rode… More proud than a monarch who sits… I am but a jockey, yet shout upon… Went up from the people who watche… And the cheers that rang forth fro…
I saw the day lean o’er the world’… And peer into night’s chasm, dark… High in his hand he held a blazing… Then dropped it and plunged headlo… With lurid splendor that swift pal…
Love much. Earth has enough of b… Cast sweets into its cup whene’e… No heart so hard, but love at last… Love is the great primæval cause… All hate is foreign to the first g…
O mother who sips sweetened liquor… Look down at the child on your bre… Think, think of the rough path bef… And ask yourself then, ‘Is it bes… Shall I foster a love for this po…
We women teach our little sons how… And how ignoble blows are; school… Support our precepts and inoculate The growing minds with thoughts of… ‘Let dogs delight to bark and bite…
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…
As the old year sinks down in Tim… Stand ready to launch with the new… And waste no regrets, no emotion, As the masts and the spars pass fr… Weep not if some treasures go unde…
Let me lean hard upon the Eternal… In all earth’s devious ways, I so… And found it not. I will be stron… And lean upon myself. I will not… And importune all heaven with my c…
I left the farm when mother died a… To daughter Susie’s stylish hou… And there was them before I came… How I would find the town folks’… They said I’d have no comfort i…
He said he loved me! Then he call… Silk threads wherewith sly Cupid… My cheek a rose leaf fallen on new… And swore my round, full throat wo… To Venus or to Psyche.
It may be you’ve seen her eyes, Dark and deep like midnight skies; You mayhap have seen them flash Underneath the drooping lash, And been dazzled by the light
I think that the bitterest sorrow… Of love unrequited, or cold death’… Is sweet, compared to that hour wh… That some grand passion is on the… When we see that the glory, and gl…