Mill-Doors (by: Carl Sandburg (1878 - 1967)) You never come back. I say good-by when I see you going in the doors, The hopeless open doors that call and wait... continue reading
My Lady's Grave (by: Emily Bronte (1818 - 1848)) The linnet in the rocky dells, The moor-lark in the air, The bee among the heather bells That hide my lady fair: continue reading
Mystic Blue, The (by: D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)) Out of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping, Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leaping continue reading
Night (by: Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822)) Swiftly walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave,— Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear Which make thee terrible and dear,— Swift be thy flight! continue reading
Old Black Joe (by: Thomas Lord Vaux (1509-1556)) Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe." continue reading
Old Soldier, The (by: Katharine Tynan) Lest the young soldiers be strange in heaven, God bids the old soldier they all adored Come to Him and wait for them, clean, new-shriven, A happy doorkeeper in the House of the Lord. continue reading
On The Day (by: Calvin Hart) On the day the sun arises, To never set again, On the day that Gabriel's trumpet sounds, And eternity begins. continue reading
Phantom Wooer, The (by: Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1803 - 1849)) And, with a sweetness skies above The luring words of human love, Her soul the phantom wooed. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note... continue reading
Players, The (by: Francis Bickley) We challenged Death. He threw with weighted dice. We laughed and paid the forfeit, glad to pay— continue reading
