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  • On Broadway
    About me young careless feet
    Linger along the garish street;
    16 lines
  • After the Winter
    Some day, when trees have shed their leaves
    And against the morning's white
    16 lines
  • Heritage
    Now the dead past seems vividly alive,
    And in this shining moment I can trace,
    16 lines
  • Spring in New Hampshire
    Too green the springing April grass,
    Too blue the silver-speckled sky,
    12 lines
  • To O.E.A.
    Your voice is the color of a robin's breast,
    And there's a sweet sob in it like rain--still rain in the night.
    15 lines
  • Song of the Moon
    The moonlight breaks upon the city's domes,
    And falls along cemented steel and stone,
    16 lines, 3 comments
  • White Houses
    Your door is shut against my tightened face,
    And I am sharp as steel with discontent;
    14 lines
  • Baptism
    Into the furnace let me go alone;
    Stay you without in terror of the heat.
    14 lines
  • Russian Cathedral
    Bow down my soul in worship very low
    And in the holy silences be lost.
    14 lines
  • Flame-Heart
    So much have I forgotten in ten years,
    So much in ten brief years! I have forgot
    30 lines, 1 comment
  • The City's Love
    For one brief golden moment rare like wine,
    The gracious city swept across the line;
    8 lines
  • In Bondage
    I would be wandering in distant fields
    Where man, and bird, and beast, lives leisurely,
    14 lines
  • Africa
    The sun sought thy dim bed and brought forth light,
    The sciences were sucklings at thy breast;
    14 lines
  • The Easter Flower
    Far from this foreign Easter damp and chilly
    My soul steals to a pear-shaped plot of ground,
    12 lines, 6 comments
  • To One Coming North
    At first you'll joy to see the playful snow,
    Like white moths trembling on the tropic air,
    16 lines
  • Alfonso, Dressing to Wait at Table
    Alfonso is a handsome bronze-hued lad
    Of subtly-changing and surprising parts;
    16 lines
  • Home Thoughts
    Oh something just now must be happening there!
    That suddenly and quiveringly here,
    16 lines
  • The Barrier
    I must not gaze at them although
    Your eyes are dawning day;
    12 lines, 2 comments
  • Adolescence
    There was a time when in late afternoon
    The four-o'clocks would fold up at day's close
    12 lines
  • Homing Swallows
    Swift swallows sailing from the Spanish main,
    O rain-birds racing merrily away
    12 lines
  • North and South
    O sweet are tropic lands for waking dreams!
    There time and life move lazily along.
    18 lines
  • Wild May
    Aleta mentions in her tender letters,
    Among a chain of quaint and touching things,
    14 lines
  • The Plateau
    It was the silver, heart-enveloping view
    Of the mysterious sea-line far away,
    16 lines
  • The Wild Goat
    O you would clothe me in silken frocks
    And house me from the cold,
    8 lines
  • The White City
    I will not toy with it nor bend an inch.
    Deep in the secret chambers of my heart
    14 lines
  • The Spanish Needle
    Lovely dainty Spanish needle
    With your yellow flower and white,
    24 lines
  • My Mother
    I
    Reg wished me to go with him to the field,
    30 lines
  • I Shall Return
    I shall return again; I shall return
    To laugh and love and watch with wonder-eyes
    14 lines
  • Morning Joy
    At night the wide and level stretch of wold,
    Which at high noon had basked in quiet gold,
    16 lines
  • On a Primitive Canoe
    Here, passing lonely down this quiet lane,
    Before a mud-splashed window long I pause
    14 lines
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