Why the Daisies are White, by Mary Dow Brine
Once on a time a quarrel rose,
'Tis said, be...
Daisy Poems
The Poet's Hour, by Mary Morgan
See where the twilight draweth nigh,
Enswathi...
Spring, by Nellie Seelye Evans
The lawn's green silk is softly drawn
About th...
The Dance of the Fairies, by Robert Elliott Gonzales
I Somewhere in magic mystery,
Beyond the hil...
Under the Sands, by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey
Suggested by a notice of Sir Douglas Forsyth's ...
The Rape of Lucrece, by William Shakespeare
FROM the besieged Ardea all in post,
...