Bird Songs, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The birds are happy, singing all day through
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Fly Poems
The Wild Deer, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Fly for thy life, fleet, frightened crature, ...
In Woodland Shades, by Mary Dow Brine
There are blossoms in the garden, sweet and fa...
The Old Barn, by Mary Dow Brine
Oh! A jolly old place is grandpa's barn,
Wher...
The Deserted Village, by Mary T. Lathrap
A city deserted! How strangely still
Falls the...
To Dawn, by Maurice Browne
Thou that of twilight art fashioned,
Starligh...
Europa, by Moschus
Cypris, when all but shone the dawn's glad bea...
The Leaves on the Stream, by Mrs. O. M. Livingston
Flow on, flow on, thou classic stream,
In q...
The Slave's Soliloquy, by Mrs. O. M. Livingston
I am a slave! Oh why was I born!
Why was I mad...
Sunset, by Mrs. O. M. Livingston
Ye sunset clouds like flakes of gold,
That fl...
Spring, by Nellie Seelye Evans
The lawn's green silk is softly drawn
About th...
Sympathy, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
When ...
The Swallows, by Pierre-Jean de Béranger
On the Moorish coast, chain-tethered,
Thus a...
The Dead God, by Pierre Quillard
ONE star alone on the bier, one only star.
O ...
To Lucasta, Going to the Wars, by Richard Lovelace
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
That from ...
A Woman's Thought, by Richard Watson Gilder
I AM a woman--therefore I may not
Call to him,...
When the Gold is on the Willow, by Robert McIntyre
When the gold is on the willow, and the purple...
The Battle of Blenheim, by Robert Southey
It was a summer evening,
Old Kaspar's work w...
God's Judgment on Hatto, by Robert Southey
The summer and autumn had been so wet,
That i...
Christmas Pictures, by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey
Christmas-Eve! And all unruffled
Dumb white sp...
The Desire of the Moth, by Rose Terry Cooke
Golden-colored miller,
Leave the lamp, and f...
Fantasia, by Rose Terry Cooke
When I am a sea-flower
Under the cool green ti...
The Lesson, by Rose Terry Cooke
Flutter thy new wings lightly,
Poor, fearful...
The Ballad of East and West, by Rudyard Kipling
Oh, East is East, and West is West, and neve...
The Firefly, by S. Moore
Pretty little firefly
Luminous and bright,
W...