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• Before the Rain

  The blackcaps pipe among the reeds,
  And there ’ll be rain to follow;
  There is a murmur as of wind …

  Amelie Troubetzkoy

• A Sonnet

  Take all of me,—I am thine own, heart, soul,
  Brain, body,—all; all that I am or dream
  Is thine forever; yea, though space should teem …

  Amelie Troubetzkoy

• Mrs - Golightly by Gertrude Hall

  The time is come to speak, I think:
  For on the square I met
  My beauteous widow, fresh and pink, …

• Angels

  How shall we tell an angel
  From another guest?
  How, from the common worldly herd, …

  Gertrude Hall

• The Dust

  It settles softly on your things,
  Impalpable, fine, light, dull, gray:
  Her dingy dust-clout Betty brings, …

  Gertrude Hall

• My Old Counselor

  The sun looked from his everlasting skies,
  He laughed into my daily-dying eyes;
  He said to me, the brutal shining Sun: …

  Gertrude Hall

• A Countrywoman of Mine

  Handsome? i hardly know. Her profile ’s fine—
  Delightful, intellectual, aquiline.
  Her keen eyes light it; keen, yet often kind; …

  Elaine Goodale Eastman

• Ashes of Roses

  Soft on the sunset sky
  Bright daylight closes,
  Leaving, when light doth die, …

  Elaine Goodale Eastman

• Baby

  Dimpled and flushed and dewy pink he lies,
  Crumpled and tossed and lapt in snowy bands;
  Aimlessly reaching with his tiny hands, …

  Elaine Goodale Eastman

• Forthfaring

  I tripped along a narrow way,
  Plucking the same flowers, day by day;
  The sun which round about me lay …

  Winifred Howells

• The Poet and the Child

  “and you, Sir Poet, shall you make, I pray,
  This child a poet with that insight rare
  They tell me poets have, that everywhere …

  Winifred Howells

• A Wasted Sympathy

  Do not waste your pity, friend,
  When you see me weep as now;
  Keep it to some better end. …

  Winifred Howells

• Past

  There, as she sewed, came floating through her head
  Odd bits of poems, learned in other days
  And long forgotten in the noisier ways …

  Winifred Howells

• The Wander-Lovers

  Down the world with Marna!
  That ’s the life for me!
  Wandering with the wandering wind, …

  Richard Hovey

• The Call of the Bugles

  Bugles!
  and the Great Nation thrills and leaps to arms!
  Prompt, unconstrained, immediate, …

  Richard Hovey

• Unmanifest Destiny

  To what new fates, my country, far
  And unforeseen of foe or friend,
  Beneath what unexpected star, …

  Richard Hovey

• Love in the Winds

  When i am standing on a mountain crest,
  Or hold the tiller in the dashing spray,
  My love of you leaps foaming in my breast, …

  Richard Hovey

• Dartmouth Winter-Song

  Ho, a song by the fire!
  (Pass the pipes, fill the bowl!)
  Ho, a song by the fire! …

  Richard Hovey

• Laurana's Song

  Who ’ll have the crumpled pieces of a heart?
  Let him take mine!
  Who ’ll give his whole of passion for a part, …

  Richard Hovey

• From "The Birth of Galahad"

  And if he should come again
  In the old glad way,
  I should smile and take his hand. …

  Richard Hovey

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