Harry Lyman Koopman
Poems (4)
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John Brown
The sea-bound landsman, looking back to shore, / Now learns what land is highest:—not the ring … -
Revealed
Now, on a sudden, I know it, the secret, the secret of life. / Why, the very green of the grass in the fields with betrayal is rife! … -
Sea and Shore
Our mother, loved of all thy sons / So dear, they die, not dying for thee; … -
The Satirist
Not mine to draw the cloth-yard shaft / From straining palm to thrilling ear; …