Where it rose, or whither it rushes, These are the western mystery!Night after night her purple traffic Strews the landing with opal bales; Merchantmen poise upon horizons, Dip, and vanish with fairy sails.XIV.PURPLE CLOVER.There is a flower that bees prefer, And butterflies desire; To gai...
Ah, whither gone, you glowing jewelled thing? Before you came the very air seemed stilled; More silent now because with wonder filled. 4. To a Ruby-Throated Humming-Bird by Laura Blackburn Aristocrat of birds (thy summer spent Near Arctic snows, thy winter passed beside The tropic seas t...
Some good morning poems can definitely freshen up your mind right at the beginning of the day. That is why you should immediately head out to these poems that we have gathered for you. 1. Morning in The Hills by Bliss Carman How quiet is the morning in the hills! The stealthy shadows ...
as they were the Products of her leisure Moments. She had no Intention ever to have published them; nor would they now have made their Appearance, but at the Importunity of many of her best, and most generous Friends; to whom she considers herself, as under the greatest...
Around two beautiful scarlet lips, more beautiful than any rose that blooms in spring, there fly sweet kisses in flocks. And they are more than the stars in a pure and serene sky, more than the gems in the depths of the earth. Words that resound, loving or chaste, among so many...
8. Sky Blooms by Amos Russel Wells From the lips of Morning,Where the blossoms lie,Petulantly scorning,Breathed a little sigh;“Sunrise flowers wither,Quickly turn to gray;Whither fly they? WhitherPass from light away?”From the sunset splendor,Glowing soft and clear,Came a whisper tender:...