Love Poems – Page 3514

• There's the Battle of Burgoyne —

  There's the Battle of Burgoyne — / Over, every Day, / By the Time that Man and Beast …

• These are the days that Reindeer love

  These are the days that Reindeer love / And pranks the Northern star — / This is the Sun's objective, …

• These are the days when Birds come back —

  These are the days when Birds come back — / A very few — a Bird or two — / To take a backward look. …

• These are the Idiots chiefest arts

  * * * / These are the Idiots chiefest artst / To blend & not define the Parts …

• These are the Nights that Beetles love —

  These are the Nights that Beetles love — / From Eminence remote / Drives ponderous perpendicular …

• These are the Signs to Nature's Inns —

  These are the Signs to Nature's Inns — / Her invitation broad / To Whosoever famishing …

• These Fevered Days — to take them to the Forest

  These Fevered Days — to take them to the Forest / Where Waters cool around the mosses crawl — / And shade is all that devastates the stillness …

• These held their Wick above the West —

  These held their Wick above the West — / Till when the Red declined — / Or how the Amber aided it — …

• These Strangers, in a foreign World,

  These Strangers, in a foreign World, / Protection asked of me — / Befriend them, lest Yourself in Heaven …

• These tested Our Horizon —

  These tested Our Horizon — / Then disappeared / As Birds before achieving …

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