Poems by Bliss William Carman
Bahaman
... To T. B. M. IN the crowd that thronged the pierhead, come to see their friends take ship ...
New England June
... That still haunts the twilight, ...
Life
... Say not Good night, but in some brighter clime ...
Winter Twilight
... Stands the bare screen of hardwood trees ...
The Givers Of Life
... The lure of their laughter shall lead us, the lilt of their words shall sway ...
Dance Of The Sunbeams
... WHEN morning is high o'er the hilltops ...
The World Voice
... Was my own heart in the sea's voice ...
A Fireside Vision
... Bravely through the deepening shadows ...
The Deserted Pasture
... The old gray rocks so friendly seem, ...
A New England Thanksgiving
... Here shone through simple living, ...
Summer Storm
... As they sweep from the shattered hillside, ...
If Death Be Good
... What should men do but love ...
Hack and Hew
... And "There!" said Hack, and "There" thought Hew, ...
Winter Streams
... Then the little streams will hear ...
The Garden Of Dreams
... Like the voice of God in the dusk ...
