Love Poems – Page 430
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At Harvest
Earth travails, / Like a woman come to her time. / The swaying corn-haulms … -
At Her Window
Beating Heart! we come again / Where my Love reposes; / This is Mabel's window-pane; … -
At His Grave
Leave me a little while alone, / Here at his grave that still is strown / With crumbling flower and wreath; … -
At Last
At last, when all the summer shine / That warmed life's early hours is past, / Your loving fingers seek for mine … -
At last, to be identified!
At last, to be identified! / At last, the lamps upon thy side / The rest of Life to see! … -
At least — to pray — is left — is left —
At least — to pray — is left — is left — / Oh Jesus — in the Air — / I know not which thy chamber is — … -
At leisure is the Soul
At leisure is the Soul / That gets a Staggering Blow — / The Width of Life — before it spreads … -
At Lincoln
When i went up the minster tower, / The minster clock rang out the hour; / The restless organ far below … -
At Magnolia Cemetery
Sleep sweetly in your humble graves, / Sleep, martyrs of a fallen cause; / Though yet no marble column craves … -
At Marshfield
His way in farming all men knew; / Way wide, forecasting, free, / A liberal tilth that made the tiller poor. …
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