A Winter Sunset, by George Sterling
There seems no wind in all the land.
Austere a...
There seems no wind in all the land.
Austere a...
O many and many a day before we met,
I knew s...
Sweet Heaven! I do love a maiden,
Radiant, r...
Like those Ambassadors of old, that went
To t...
The summer Night comes brooding down on Earth, ...
I was talking to this bird
and he was really p...
I DREAMED of a cruel lad
torturing a little bi...
Lightsome, laughter-loving June,
Days that s...
Laughter, velvet-lipped, runs ringing
All al...
Two steps from my garden rail
Sleeps my well b...
What pleasant dreams, what memories, rise,
...
Along the cliff I walk in silence,
While over...
Now, through the crowded amphitheater,
Sound...
The pale day died in the rain tonight,
And it...
A flake of light-blue sky,
Perched on the top...
DAYBREAK What makes the lingering Night so cli...
With what a glory comes and goes the year!
The...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,...
The rocky ledge runs far into the sea,
And on...
Ah! What pleasant visions haunt me
As I gaze u...
There is a quiet spirit in these woods,
That ...
Far out beyond the furrowed seas they lie,
Th...
Enchanting scenes o'er Afric's mystic land
Sin...
Grey Church! The Twilight's dying fire
Hath fa...
Monarch of the realms supernal,
Ranger of the...