Henry Abbey
Poems (4)
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Donald
O white, white, light moon, that sailest in the sky, / Look down upon the whirling world, for thou art up so high, … -
Faith's Vista
When from the vaulted wonder of the sky / The curtain of the light is drawn aside, … -
In Memory of General Grant
White wings of commerce sailing far, / Hot steam that drives the weltering wheel, … -
Winter Days
Now comes the graybeard of the north: / The forests bare their rugged breasts …