The Poems of H. C. BunnerC. Scribner's Sons, 1897 - 253 pages |
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Ada Rehan Arcady birds blossoms blow Box at Vesey BRANDER MATTHEWS breast breath breeze brow Chakey Einstein Champagney Chassez and bow Chloë dance dawn dead Death dream EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN Emperor eyes face fair feet fiddle-bows go fire Fond foxy brown frown give goes grace gray grow hair hand Haro hath head hear heart heaven Hymettus JOHN HOWARD PAYNE King kiss knew Lady light lips look Love's Madge maid memory mignonette minuet morn Mulleary and Go-ethe Murray Hill night owff Browdway peace Pink-and-Gray play poor pray Primrose Day Red Box roses round Saint Valentine silent sing slip smile song soul sound spirit Spring stirred sweet tell thar thee there's things thou thought TIGAH to-day turn and bow Vesey street voice wait wander wanderer sets watch wind young
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Page 61 - The birds singing gayly, that came at my call, — Give me them, — and the peace of mind, dearer than all! Home, Home, sweet, sweet Home! There's no place like Home!
Page 60 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home!
Page 198 - And he found her with his Three. Then she covered her face with her fingers, That were wrinkled and white and wee, And she guessed where the boy was hiding, With a One and a Two and a Three. And they never had stirred from their places, Right under the...
Page 6 - But only Love, may lead Love in To Arcady, to Arcady. Ah, woe is me, through all my days Wisdom and wealth I both have got. And fame and name, and great men's praise; But Love, ah Love! I have it not. There was a time, when life was new — But far away, and half forgot — I only know her eyes were blue; But Love — I fear I knew it not. We did not wed, for lack of gold, And she is dead, and I am old. All things have come since then to me. Save Love, ah Love ! and Arcady.
Page 198 - But he still had Two and Three. "You are up in papa's big bedroom, In the chest with the queer old key!
Page 197 - ONE, TWO, THREE!" IT was an old, old, old, old lady, And a boy that was half-past three; And the way that they played together Was beautiful to see. She couldn't go running and jumping, And the boy, no more could he; For he was a thin little fellow, With a thin little twisted knee. They sat in the yellow sunlight, Out under the maple tree; And the game that they played I'll tell you, Just as it was told to me. It was Hide-and-Go-Seek they were playing, Though you'd never have known it to be — With...
Page 35 - A PITCHER OF MIGNONETTE" A PITCHER of mignonette In a tenement's highest casement, — Queer sort of flower-pot — yet That pitcher of mignonette Is a garden in heaven set, To the little sick child in the basement— The pitcher of mignonette, In the tenement's highest casement.
Page 4 - I'll brim it well with pieces red, If you will tell the way to tread. Oh, I am bound for Arcady, And if you but keep pace with me You tread the way to Arcady.
Page iii - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!