Love Poems – Page 2775
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Swimming
From “The Two Foscari” / HOW many a time have I / Cloven, with arm still lustier, breast more daring, … -
The Pleasure-Boat
Come, hoist the sail, the fast let go! / They’re seated side by side; / Wave chases wave in pleasant flow; … -
The Solitary Woodsman
When the gray lake-water rushes / Past the dripping alder-bushes, / And the bodeful autumn wind … -
September
SWEET is the voice that calls / From the babbling waterfalls / In meadows where the downy seeds are flying; … -
The Latter Rain
The Latter rain,—it falls in anxious haste / Upon the sun-dried fields and branches bare, / Loosening with searching drops the rigid waste … -
Harvest Song
From the German by Charles Timothy Brooks / SICKLES sound; / On the ground … -
Life in the Autumn Woods
[Virginia] / SUMMER has gone, / And fruitful Autumn has advanced so far … -
Hunting Song
Waken, lords and ladies gay, / On the mountain dawns the day; / All the jolly chase is here, … -
The Hunter’s Song
Rise! Sleep no more! ’T is a noble morn. / The dews hang thick on the fringèd thorn, / And the frost shrinks back like a beaten hound, … -
The Hunted Squirrel
From “Britannia’s Pastorals,” Bk. I. Song 5 / THEN as a nimble squirrel from the wood, / Ranging the hedges for his filbert-food, …
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