John Hall Wheelock
Poems (6)
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Alone
Ah, never in all my life / Have I ever fled away … -
Like Music
Your body’s motion is like music; / Her stride ecstatical and bright … -
Nirvana
Sleep on—i lie at heaven’s high oriels, / Over the stars that murmur as they go … -
Sunday Evening in the Common
Look—on the topmost branches of the world / The blossoms of the myriad stars are thick; … -
The Thunder-Shower
The lightning flashed, and lifted / The lids of heaven apart, … -
Triumph of the Singer
I shake my hair in the wind of morning / For the joy within me that knows no bounds. …