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Clement Wood: Wide Haven
Wide HavenClement WoodTired of man's futile, petty cry, Of lips that lie and flout, I saw the slow sun dim and die And the slim dusk slip out … Life held no room for doubt.What though…Richard Le Gallienne: The Wife from Fairyland
The Wife from FairylandRichard Le GallienneHer talk was all of woodland things, Of little lives that pass Away in one green afternoon, Deep in the haunted grass;For she had come from…Benét, William Rose (Benét)
Benét, William Rose (Benét)[1886-1950](2)Born at Fort Hamilton, N.Y. Harbor, Feb. 2, 1886. Graduated at the Academy of Albany, N.Y., in 1904, and took the degree of Ph.B. from the Sheffield…Clinton Scollard: To William Sharp
To William Sharp(Fiona Macleod)Clinton ScollardThe waves about Iona dirge, The wild winds trumpet over Skye; Shrill around Arran's cliff-bound verge The gray gulls cry.Spring wraps its…Cale Young Rice: When the Wind is low
When the Wind is lowCale Young RiceWhen the wind is low, and the sea is soft, And the far heat-lightning plays On the rim of the west where dark clouds nest On a darker bank of haze; When I…Edith M. Thomas: Winter Sleep
Winter SleepEdith M. ThomasI know it must be winter (though I sleep) — I know it must be winter, for I dream I dip my bare feet in the running stream, And flowers are many, and the grass…Frank Dempster Sherman: Witchery
WitcheryFrank Dempster ShermanOut of the purple drifts, From the shadow sea of night, On tides of musk a moth uplifts Its weary wings of white.Is it a dream or ghost Of a dream that comes…Clement Wood
Wood, Clement[1888-1950](3)Born at Tuscaloosa, Ala., Sept. 1, 1888, but reared in Birmingham, Ala., where he attended Taylor's Academy and Birmingham High School. Received his degree of A.B.…George E. Woodberry
Woodberry, George Edward[1855-1930](3)Born at Beverly, Massachusetts, May 12, 1855. Graduated with the degree of A.B. from Harvard University in 1877. The degree of Litt.D. was conferred on…Edna St. Vincent Millay: When the Year grows Old
When the Year grows OldEdna St. Vincent MillayI cannot but remember When the year grows old — October — November — How she disliked the cold!She used to watch the swallows Go down across…Trending
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