Love Poems – Page 3111
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The Garden Where There Is No Winter
“se dio ti lasci, lettor, prender frutto / Di tua lezione.” -
The Garret
Come let us pity those who are better off than we are. / Come, my friend, and remember / that the rich have butlers and no friends, … -
The Geebung Polo Club
It was somewhere up the country, in a land of rock and scrub, / That they formed an institution called the Geebung Polo Club. / They were long and wiry natives from the rugged mountain side, … -
The General's Death
The general dashed along the road / Amid the pelting rain; / How joyously his bold face glowed … -
The Generous Air
From the Greek by William M. Hardinge / BREATHING the thin breath through our nostrils, we / Live, and a little space the sunlight see— … -
The Gentian has a parched Corolla —
The Gentian has a parched Corolla — / Like azure dried / 'Tis Nature's buoyant juices … -
The Gentian weaves her fringes —
The Gentian weaves her fringes — / The Maple's loom is red — / My departing blossoms … -
The Ghost of the Murderer's Hut
My horse had been lamed in the foot / In the rocks at the back of the run, / So I camped at the Murderer's Hut, … -
The Gift of Water
“is water nigh?” / The plainsmen cry, / As they meet and pass in the desert grass. … -
The Gifts of God
The light that fills thy house at morn, / Thou canst not for thyself retain; / But all who with thee here are born, …
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