Poems of Sidney LanierC. Scribner's Sons, 1906 - 260 psl. |
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... GRAVE . To M. J. L. ( SIDNEY AND CLIF- FORD LANIER ) , ( The Southern Magazine , July , 1871. ) SOULS AND RAIN - DROPS , NILSSON , ( Lippincott's Magazine , 1883. ) ( The Independent , April , 1883. ) NIGHT AND DAY , . ( The Independent ...
... GRAVE . To M. J. L. ( SIDNEY AND CLIF- FORD LANIER ) , ( The Southern Magazine , July , 1871. ) SOULS AND RAIN - DROPS , NILSSON , ( Lippincott's Magazine , 1883. ) ( The Independent , April , 1883. ) NIGHT AND DAY , . ( The Independent ...
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... free , and breathe it free , By rangy marsh , in lone sea - liberty . The tide's at full : the marsh with flooded streams Glimmers , a limpid labyrinth of dreams . Each winding creek in grave entrancement lies A rhapsody of SUNRISE . 5.
... free , and breathe it free , By rangy marsh , in lone sea - liberty . The tide's at full : the marsh with flooded streams Glimmers , a limpid labyrinth of dreams . Each winding creek in grave entrancement lies A rhapsody of SUNRISE . 5.
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Sidney Lanier Mary Day Lanier. Each winding creek in grave entrancement lies A rhapsody of morning - stars . The skies Shine scant with one forked galaxy , The marsh brags ten : looped on his breast they lie . Oh , what if a sound ...
Sidney Lanier Mary Day Lanier. Each winding creek in grave entrancement lies A rhapsody of morning - stars . The skies Shine scant with one forked galaxy , The marsh brags ten : looped on his breast they lie . Oh , what if a sound ...
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... grave good - morrow to your Graces , all , Fair tilth and fruitful seasons ! Lo , how still ! The midmorn empties you of men , save me ; Speak to your lover , meadows ! None can hear . I lie as lies yon placid Brandywine , Holding the ...
... grave good - morrow to your Graces , all , Fair tilth and fruitful seasons ! Lo , how still ! The midmorn empties you of men , save me ; Speak to your lover , meadows ! None can hear . I lie as lies yon placid Brandywine , Holding the ...
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... grave Why should I ache , the season's slave ? I'll sing from the top of the orange - tree Gramercy , winter's tyranny . I'll south with the sun , and keep my clime ; My wing is king of the summer - time ; My breast to the sun his ...
... grave Why should I ache , the season's slave ? I'll sing from the top of the orange - tree Gramercy , winter's tyranny . I'll south with the sun , and keep my clime ; My wing is king of the summer - time ; My breast to the sun his ...
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BALTIMORE beauty Beethoven bladed bands blue Brain breath bright burn Cædmon calm CHARLOTTE CUSHMAN cloud cried dark dawn dead dear death doth dream e'er earth eyes fain Fair Lady faith flame fool gaze GEORGIA grace grass grave green grief Gris Grillon Habersham Hamish hand hast hath head hear heart heartsease heaven heavenly heerd height hell hills hound JACQUERIE King kiss land Lanier light lips look Lord Raoul love's MACON marsh marshes of Glynn morn mortal muscadine ne'er never night Nirvâna o'er pain passion poem poet PRATTVILLE quoth Love rhyme rose round sail shame shine Sidney Lanier sigh sing smile song soul Spring stars SUNRISE SONG sweet tears thee thine thou tree twas twixt unto villeins violet wave West wife wild WILLIAM HAYES WARD wind wing woods wrought