The Country Road, by Robert McIntyre
Old meandering country road, to thy track I tu...
Bee Poems
Pictures of the Past, by Robert McIntyre
God is good to let us keep in mind the pictures...
Two Women, by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey
Once, in a multitude, I met a woman tall and ...
May, by Rose Terry Cooke
There's a bluebird sits on the apple-tree bough...
Monotropa, by Rose Terry Cooke
Loves serene, uncarnate Graces!
Born of pure ...
A Story, by Rose Terry Cooke
In a gleam of sunshine a gentian stood,
Dream...
Spring--A Revery, by S. Moore
When dreary winter takes his welcome flight,
...
Providence, by Sara Coleridge
Entwined amid fresh springing grass
Doth odoro...
In a Wild Garden, by Teresa Hooley
Men cut down the trees here,
Years ago.
Now ...
Freedom and Love, by Thomas Campbell
How delicious is the winning
Of a kiss at love...
Home, by William H. Bushnell
Where the rustic porch was hidden by roses, re...
The Rape of Lucrece, by William Shakespeare
FROM the besieged Ardea all in post,
...
The Lake Isle of Innisfree, by William Butler Yeats
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,An...