The Passing of Pan, by Guy Wetmore Carryl
Laughter, velvet-lipped, runs ringing
All along the woodland ways,
While a strange, bewitch...
Laughter, velvet-lipped, runs ringing
All along the woodland ways,
While a strange, bewitch...
Hear us, Phoebus Apollo, who are shorn of contempt and pride,
Humbled and crushed in a world ...
POMPEII, 1900. The giant slept, and pigmies at his feet,
Like children moulding monuments of...
Where the long waves put cool, caressing hands
Upon the fevered temples of the shore,
And wit...
NEW YORK HARBOR, AUGUST 20, 1898. To eastward ringing, to westward winging, o'er mapless mil...
The light of suns unseen, through depths of sea descending,
Within her street awakes the ghost...
Was it so long? It seems so brief a while
Since this still hour between the day and dark
Was li...
AVENUE DU BOIS, APRIL, 1901. A moment since, I paced almost alone
This wonderful wide way, ...
A little child, as winter turned to spring,
Tended a lily-plant with patient care,
Thinking,...
MARBLEHEAD, 1901. The fog slunk down from Labrador, stealthy, sure, and slow,
Southwardly ...
July 3, 1863. Though the winds be strong that lash along the steeds of the charging sea,
With...
PARIS, 1900. Magician hands through long, laborious nights
Have made these princely palaces t...
The world lay brown and barren at the closing of the year,
Where the rushes shook and shuddered...
Lightsome, laughter-loving June,
Days that swoon
In beds of flowers;
Twilights dipped in ro...
Since the great, glad greeting of dawn from the eastern hills
Triumphant ran with a shout to th...