Poems by Hamlin Garland
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The Massasauga
... His naked fang is raised to smite &emsp ...
Boyish Sleep
... Or snow clouds through the darkness stream ...
The Greeting of the Roses
... And so, when on our downward way &emsp ...
In August
... The trees tremble with delirious joy as the breeze ...
A Tribute of Grasses
... SERENE, vast head, with silver cloud of hair ...
The Toil of the Trail
... I have threaded the wild with the stealth of the deer, ...
A Wish
... Oertake the day still lagging at the west, ...
Pioneers
... And fertilize the sod with their own life, ...
The Ute Lover
... The wild land, throbbing with the suns hot magic, ...
The Mountains Are A Lonely Folk
... And the clouds that kiss their brows at night ...
To A Caotive Crane
... (Whilst round me shaven parks are spread ...
Magic
... And with closed eyes I hear the moan ...
On The Mississippi
... Spotted with rain-drops, gray with night ...
The Gold-Seekers
... Some the tooth of wants wolf had made mad, ...
Indian Summer
... That burned under his feet, fell dreaming again ...
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