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And what of thee, O Lincoln’s La… Is darkening above the Sunset Sea… Vowed Champion of Liberty, deplum… Thy war-crest, bow thy knee, Before God answer thee.
THE horns of the moon are tipped With pearl. Her lover, wooed By charms and won, Endymion, Inherits quietude. White the gleam
ALAS, alas for those blond boys… Their prey in ambush of the shudde… Whiling the wait with merry, tende… Of some dear knot of flower-clad c… Beyond the Rhine! The merchantshi…
The first faint dawn was flushing… When, dreamland still bewildering… I looked out to the oak that, wint… —a winter wild with war and woe an… Beyond my casement had been void o…
THE night was loud with tumult; t… Sheer from their roots by the deli… In some waste dreamland wandered a… A smitten soul, bewildered, broken… The mists had lifted; evanescent g…
I. In South Africa Over the lonesome African plain The stars look down, like eyes of… A bumping ride across gullies and… Now a grumble and now a jest,
NOT yet hath Nature, lovely colo… Bestirred her from creative dream… Soft flame upon the woods, 'nay,… One pleading maple-tip In carmine; all the waiting world…
How long, O Prince of Peace, how… Of this wild war that wraps the wo… Fed on earth’s glorious youth, hig… —O Chivalry of Hope!— With the cloudy host of the infide…
What fragrant-footed comer Is stepping o’er my head? Behold, my queen! the Summer! Who deems her warriors dead. Now rise, ye knights of many fight…
A stranger, schooled to gentle art… He stept before the curious throng… His path into our waiting hearts Already paved by song. Full well we knew his choristers,
RED, white, blue, the flag that l… Stripes as red as blood well shed… Now ’tis ours to storm the towers… Freedom’s sons who front the guns… Fly the flag from dome and steeple…
GOD help him! Ay, and let us hel… Help him with our one hundred mill… Molded to loyalty, so that he find… The faith of the Republic pulsing… All clashes of opinion, faith stil…
THOUGH the winds but stir on th… Of hemlock and pungent pine, All the whispering woodland tones Gossip of things divine,— Why God is gray in the granite ro…
BLUE as blossom of the myrtle Smiled the steadfast eyes of Olaf On the host of ships that harried His enraged, gold-glittering Drag… Snared within that ring of sea-bir…
THE weazen planet Mercury, Whose song is done, —Rash heart that drew too near His dazzling lord the Sun!— Forgets that life was dear,