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Bliss William Carman's Poetry, by title

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  • SHIPMATE, leave the ghostly shadows,
    Where thy boon companions throng!
    48 lines
  • Halleluja!
    What sound is this across the dark
    76 lines
  • I
    Soul, what art thou in the tribes of the sea?
    134 lines, 1 comment
  • ONCE I walked the world enchanted
    Through the scented woods of spring,
    28 lines
  • The swarthy bee is a buccaneer,
    A burly velveted rover,
    76 lines
  • When the dawn winds whisper
    To the standing corn,
    43 lines
  • IT is the mellow season
    When gold enchantment lies
    57 lines
  • HERE by the gray north sea,
    In the wintry heart of the wild,
    108 lines
  • A. M. M.
    BEHOLD her sitting in the sun
    57 lines
  • HERE in lovely New England
    When summer is come, a sea-turn
    20 lines
  • The lover of child Marjory
        Had one white hour of life brim full;
    7 lines
  • A Threnody for Robert Louis Stevenson
    191 lines
  • Wind of the dead men's feet,
       Blow down the empty street
    52 lines
  • There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood—
    Touch of manner, hint of mood;
    12 lines, 2 comments
  • OVER the rim of a lacquered bowl,
    Where a cold blue water-color stands
    8 lines
  • To H. E. C.
    THERE are sunflowers too in my garden on top of the hill,
    296 lines
  • ONCE more in misted April
    The world is growing green.
    20 lines
  • My tent stands in a garden
    Of aster and golden-rod,
    96 lines
  • AH, Pierrot,
    Where is thy Columbine?
    61 lines
  • NOW the stars have faded
    In the purple chill,
    20 lines
  • First all the host of Raphael
    In liveries of gold,
    146 lines
  • NOW the fire is lighted
    On the chimney stone,
    16 lines
  • To T. B. M.
    IN the crowd that thronged the pierhead, come to see their friends take ship
    153 lines
  • NOW soon, ah, very soon, I know
    The trumpets of the north will blow,
    12 lines
  • I like the old house tolerably well,
       Where I must dwell
    398 lines
  • When April winds arrive
    And the soft rains are here,
    28 lines
  • MY tent stands in a garden
    Of aster and goldenrod,
    105 lines
  • In Memory of John Keats
       By the Aurelian Wall,
    95 lines
  • ABOVE the weary waiting world,
    Asleep in chill despair,
    18 lines
  • Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune
    I saw the white daisies go down to the sea,
    9 lines
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