The Frosted Pane
The Frosted Pane One night came Winter noiselessly, and leaned Against my window-pane. In the deep stillness of his heart convened The ghosts of all his […]
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The Great and Little Weavers The great and the little weavers, They neither rest nor sleep. They work in the height and the glory, They toil […]
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The Hawkbit How sweetly on the autumn scene, When haws are red amid the green, The hawkbit shines with face of cheer, The favorite of the […]
READ MOREThe Herring Weir
The Herring Weir Back to the green deeps of the outer bay The red and amber currents glide and cringe, Diminishing behind a luminous fringe Of […]
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The Iceberg I was spawned from the glacier, A thousand miles due north Beyond Cape Chidley; And the spawning, When my vast, wallowing bulk went under, […]
READ MOREThe Potato Harvest
The Potato Harvest A high bare field, brown from the plough, and borne Aslant from sunset; amber wastes of sky Washing the ridge; a clamour of […]
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The Salt Flats Here clove the keels of centuries ago Where now unvisited the flats lie bare. Here seethed the sweep of journeying waters, where No […]
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The Skater My glad feet shod with the glittering steel I was the god of the wingèd heel. The hills in the far white sky were […]
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The Solitary Woodsman When the grey lake-water rushes Past the dripping alder-bushes, And the bodeful autumn wind In the fir-tree weeps and hushes, — When the […]
READ MORETwilight on Sixth Avenue at Ninth Street
Twilight on Sixth Avenue at Ninth Street Over the tops of the houses Twilight and sunset meet. The green, diaphanous dusk Sinks to the eager street. […]
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