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Joyce Kilmer: Prayer of a Soldier in France
Prayer of a Soldier in FranceJoyce KilmerMy shoulders ache beneath my pack (Lie easier, Cross, upon His back).I march with feet that burn and smart (Tread, Holy Feet, upon my heart).Men shout…Aline Kilmer: Prevision
PrevisionAline KilmerI know you are too dear to stay; You are so exquisitely sweet: My lonely house will thrill some day To echoes of your eager feet.I hold your words within my heart, So…Josephine Dodge Daskam: The Prince
The PrinceJosephine Dodge DaskamMy heart it was a cup of gold That at his lip did long to lie, But he hath drunk the red wine down, And tossed the goblet by.My heart it was a floating bird…Francis Carlin: The Provinces
The ProvincesFrancis CarlinO God that I May arise with the Gael To the song in the sky Over Inisfail!Ulster, your dark Mold for me; Munster, a lark Hold for me!Connaght, a `caoine' Croon…Charles Hanson Towne: The Quiet Singer
The Quiet Singer(Ave! Francis Thompson)Charles Hanson TowneHe had been singing — but I had not heard his voice; He had been weaving lovely dreams of song, O many a morning long. But I, remote…Charles G. Roberts: The Recessional
The RecessionalCharles G. RobertsNow along the solemn heights Fade the Autumn's altar-lights; Down the great earth's glimmering chancel Glide the days and nights.Little kindred of the grass…Lizette W. Reese
Reese, Lizette Woodworth[1856-1935](4)Born in Baltimore, Maryland, January 9, 1856. Educated in the schools of that city. She has been for many years a teacher of English in West High…Edna St. Vincent Millay: Renascence
RenascenceEdna St. Vincent MillayAll I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another way, And saw three islands in a bay. So with my eyes I…Alan Seeger: I have a Rendezvous with Death
I have a Rendezvous with DeathAlan SeegerI have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, When Spring comes back with rustling shade And apple-blossoms fill the air — I have a…Louis Untermeyer: Reveillé
ReveilléLouis UntermeyerWhat sudden bugle calls us in the night And wakes us from a dream that we had shaped; Flinging us sharply up against a fight We thought we had escaped.It is no easy…Trending
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