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The Devil's Dictionary: Fairy
by Ambrose Bierce FAITHFAIRY -n. A creature, variously fashioned and endowed, that formerly inhabited the meadows and forests. It was nocturnal in its habits, and somewhat addicted to…Bernice Frederic SISK, Congress, CA (1910-1995)
SISK Bernice Frederic , a Representative from California; born in Montague, Tex., December 14, 1910; at the age of six years moved with his parents to Donley County, Tex.; attended the Whitefish…Norreys Jephson O'Conor: Good-Bye
Good-ByeNorreys Jephson O'ConorGood-bye to tree and tower, To meadow, stream, and hill, Beneath the white clouds marshalled close At the wind's will.Good-bye to the gay garden, With prim…John Keats: Over the Hill and Over the Dale
Modern LoveThe PoetOver the Hill and Over the Dale Over the hill and over the dale, And over the bourn to Dawlish— Where gingerbread wives have a scanty sale And gingerbread nuts are…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: The Fall Of The Leaf
by Robert Burns A Mother's LamentI Reign In Jeanie's BosomThe Fall Of The Leaf The lazy mist hangs from the brow of the hill, Concealing the course of the dark-winding rill…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: XXXIII
Sonnet XXXII Sonnet XXXIV XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Night in June
Night in JuneI left my dreary page and sallied forth, Received the fair inscriptions of the night; The moon was making amber of the world, Glittered with silver every cottage pane, The trees…Ralph Waldo Emerson: 1
1When the pine tosses its cones To the song of its waterfall tones, Who speeds to the woodland walks? To birds and trees who talks? Caesar of his leafy Rome, There the poet is at home. He…Frank Dempster Sherman: Bacchus
BacchusFrank Dempster ShermanListen to the tawny thief, Hid beneath the waxen leaf, Growling at his fairy host, Bidding her with angry boast Fill his cup with wine distilled From the dew the…Grace Fallow Norton: Love is a Terrible Thing
Love is a Terrible ThingGrace Fallow NortonI went out to the farthest meadow, I lay down in the deepest shadow;And I said unto the earth, "Hold me," And unto the night, "O enfold me,"And unto…Trending
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