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Lodge, George Cabot
Lodge, George Cabot[1873-1909](2)Born at Boston, October 12, 1873. Educated at Harvard University and the University of Paris. He did his first work in poetry at Harvard in the stimulating…Stephen Vincent Benét: Lonely Burial
Lonely BurialStephen Vincent BenétThere were not many at that lonely place, Where two scourged hills met in a little plain. The wind cried loud in gusts, then low again. Three pines strained…Adelaide Crapsey: The Lonely Death
The Lonely DeathAdelaide CrapseyIn the cold I will rise, I will bathe In waters of ice; myself Will shiver, and shrive myself, Alone in the dawn, and anoint Forehead and feet and hands; I…Bliss Carman: Lord of my Heart's Elation
Lord of my Heart's ElationBliss CarmanLord of my heart's elation, Spirit of things unseen, Be thou my aspiration Consuming and serene!Bear up, bear out, bear onward, This mortal soul alone,…Louis Untermeyer
Untermeyer, Louis[1885-1977](3)Born in New York City, Oct. 1, 1885. Educated in the public schools of that city. Mr. Untermeyer, in addition to writing poetry, has done much work in book…Lizette Woodworth Reese: Love came back at Fall o' Dew
Love came back at Fall o' DewLizette Woodworth ReeseLove came back at fall o' dew, Playing his old part; But I had a word or two That would break his heart."He who comes at candlelight, That…John Hall Wheelock: Love knocks at the Door
Love knocks at the DoorJohn Hall WheelockIn the pain, in the loneliness of love, To the heart of my sweet I fled. I knocked at the door of her living heart, "Let in — let in —" I said."What…James Oppenheim: Where Love once was
Where Love once wasJames OppenheimWhere love once was, let there be no hate: Though they that went as one by night and day Go now alone, Where love once was, let there be no hate.The seeds we…Charles Hanson Towne: Love's Ritual
Love's RitualCharles Hanson TowneBreathe me the ancient words when I shall find Your spirit mine; if, seeking you, life wins New wonder, with old splendor let us bind Our hearts when Love's…Theodosia Garrison: A Love Song
A Love SongTheodosia GarrisonMy love it should be silent, being deep — And being very peaceful should be still — Still as the utmost depths of ocean keep — Serenely silent as some mighty hill…