Twohundredeightyone

love is more thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom…


Twohundredeighty

I saw her in a Broadway car, The woman I might grow to be; I felt my…


Twohundredseventynine

But leave me a little love, A voice to speak to me in the day end, A…


Twohundredseventyeight

O Stars and Dreams and Gentle Night; O Night and Stars return! And…


Twohundredseventyseven

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many…


Twohundredseventyfive

Will no one tell me what she sings?— Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow…


Twohundredseventyfour

Sorrow like a ceaseless rain Beats upon my heart. People twist and…


Twohundredseventythree

The readers of the Boston Evening Transcript Sway in the wind like a…


Twohundredseventytwo

When the first dark had fallen around them And the leaves were weary of…