Love Poems – Page 3069
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The Blue and the Gray
By the flow of the inland river, / Whence the fleets of iron have fled, / Where the blades of the grave-grass quiver, … -
The Blue Symphony
I / the darkness rolls upward. / The thick darkness carries with it … -
The Blue-Bird
When winter’s cold tempests and snows are no more, / Green meadows and brown-furrowed fields reappearing, / The fishermen hauling their shad to the shore, … -
The Bluebell (Anne Brontë)
A fine and subtle spirit dwells / In every little flower, / Each one its own sweet feeling breathes … -
The Blunder is in estimate.
The Blunder is in estimate. / Eternity is there / We say, as of a Station — … -
The Bobolink is gone —
The Bobolink is gone — / The Rowdy of the Meadow — / And no one swaggers now but me — … -
The Bobolinks
When nature had made all her birds, / With no more cares to think on, / She gave a rippling laugh, and out … -
The Body grows without —
The Body grows without — / The more convenient way — / That if the Spirit — like to hide … -
The Bone that has no Marrow,
The Bone that has no Marrow, / What Ultimate for that? / It is not fit for Table … -
The Bonnets of Bonnie Dundee
[About 1688] / to the lords of convention ’t was Claverhouse spoke, / “Ere the king’s crown shall fall, there are crowns to be broke; …
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