Fable, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The mountain and the squirrel
Had a quarrel,
...
Squirrel Poems
May-Day, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,
Wi...
Rattlesnake Mountain Fable II, by Maxwell Bodenheim
August sauntered down the mountain-side,
Drop...
To Winter, by Claude McKay
Stay, season of calm love and soulful snows!
...
A Letter from Home, by Anne S. Bushby
In the bright sunny days of halcyon youth,
Wh...
The First Thanksgiving Day, by Arthur Guiterman
BOSTON, 1631 The curse of Cain was on the ear...
Mikko the Squirrel, by Arthur Guiterman
A PASSAMAQUODDY INDIAN LEGEND Mikko the Squirr...
When the Deer Come Down to Drink, by Arthur Guiterman
When the deer come down to drink,
Their antle...
Wild Flowers, by C. B. Langston
My fancy's queen, the muse, one day,
Presse...
The Witch's Child, by Edith Matilda Thomas
'Tis Elfinell--a witch's child,
From holy min...
Winter Sleep, by Elinor Wylie
When against earth a wooden heel
Clicks as lou...
Autumn, by Isaac McLellan
Now in the fading woods, the Autumn blast
Cha...
Squirrels, by Isaac McLellan
When soft May breezes fan th' awaking woods,
...
Watching for Deer, by Isaac McLellan
Out in the woodlands all alone,
Out in the fo...
Autumn, by Joshua Knight
This is definitely my favorite time of the year...
Conversations with Patriotism, by Joshua Knight
Under a tree
near the cement shore of a man-ma...
Knebworth Park, by Katherine Gallagher
A cave of air softens,
hovers over our heads....
Alone, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Think'st thou the criminal in some dark retreat...
The Wild Deer, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Fly for thy life, fleet, frightened crature, ...
Winter Song, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Oh, who would be sad tho' the sky be a-graying...
Pictures of the Past, by Robert McIntyre
God is good to let us keep in mind the pictures...
October, by Watie W. Swanzy
Sun that sheds rich mellow beams;
Misty hills...
The Battle Summers, by Henry Howard Brownell
Again the glory of the days! Once more the d...