Poems found: 39
A WELL, AND THE CHERRY TREES SWAYING
BELIEVE ME NOT, FRIEND, WHEN IN GRIEF'S UNREASON
IN THE LEAVES THE RAINDROPS GENTLY
IT CHANCED WHEN THE DANCE WAS PEALING
LAND OF MINE, WHERE I WAS BRED
OUTSIDE IT IS BLOWING AND RAINING
THROUGH THE SLUSH AND THE RUTS OF THE HIGHWAY
WHERE BOUGHS ABOVE THE POOL ARE SWINGING
TWAS ON AN EARLY DAY OF SPRING
AS WAVE AFTER WAVE OF THE TURBULENT SEA
AT DUSK THE TORRID DAY GREW PALE WITH MOOD ELUSIVE
AT TIMES 'MID DAILY TOILS AND TUMULTS UNRELENTING
BY CHANCE, AT A TURBULENT BALL
BY CHANCE, AT THE BALL, IN THE WELTER
I HAVE COME AGAIN WITH GREETING
IF THOU LOVEST, REASON SCATTER
IT HAPPENED IN THE EARLY SPRING
MISTRUST ME, WHEN, DISTRAUGHT BY GRIEF'S UNREASON
O AUTUMN! THOU HAST STREWN AND HEAPED OUR GARDEN BARE
O LAND OF MINE WHERE I WAS BRED
SHOULD YOU LOVE - BE IT A FURNACE
LORD, WHEN ARMING ME FOR LIVING
WEST IS LOST IN SPACE THAT ROSY PALLORS FILL
YOU ARE A VICTIM OF LIFE'S GRIEF