Under the Beeches, by Alice Williams Brotherton
In the gray beech shadows
Dewey violets hide, ...
Plant Poems
The Pear-Tree, by Allen Upward
This shade-bestowing pear-tree, thou
Hurt not...
The West, by Alphonse de Lamartine
The sea grew silent like a seething bowl
That ...
Atlantis, by Amanda Theodocia Jones
PRELUDE I If earth's lost youth thou ha...
The Battle of Gaines' Hill, by Amanda Theodocia Jones
June 27, 1862. INSCRIBED TO THE GALLANT...
Shipwrecked, by Amanda Theodocia Jones
I We two waited on the deck--
All around us r...
The Soldier's Mother, by Amanda Theodocia Jones
Awake, little daughter, awake!
The sad moon ...
And Now With All Thy Pencil's Truth, by Anacreon
And now with all thy pencil's truth,
Portray ...
As Late I Sought the Spangled Bowers, by Anacreon
As late I sought the spangled bowers,
To cull...
Now the Star of Day is High, by Anacreon
Now the star of day is high,
Fly, my girls, ...
On a Basin Wherein Venus was Engraved, by Anacreon
What bold hand the sea engraves,
Whilst its u...
On Himself, by Anacreon
On this verdant lotus laid,
Underneath the my...
The Rose, by Anacreon
With the flowery crowned spring
Now the vernal...
Thou, Whose Soft and Rosy Hues, by Anacreon
Thou, whose soft and rosy hues
Mimic form and...
Vulcan! Hear Your Glorious Task, by Anacreon
Vulcan! Hear your glorious task;
I do not fro...
The Bluebird, by Andrew Downing
I saw a pretty bluebird, yesterday,
Rocking ...
Evening in New Mexico, by Andrew Downing
Far off the Rio Grande crawls,
A silver serpe...
Falling Leaves, by Andrew Downing
Now the leaves are falling, bronze and brown a...
The Heart Will Remember, by Andrew Downing
When life burns to ashes that hold but an ember...
The Hummingbird, by Andrew Downing
Hush! Make no sound, nor move your fingertips-...
The Sunflower State, by Andrew Downing
Doubtless you have heard the saying, Kansas la...
Courtship, by Anna Katherine Green
Not the wind
But the soft sunshine best constr...
In Light: In Night, by Anna Katherine Green
Dark 'gainst the deepening skies,
Frosty with...
Love, by Anna Katherine Green
They who see her call her fair;
Say her smile...
Shadows, by Anna Katherine Green
A zephyr moves the maple-trees,
And straightw...