Tag Archive for: Arthur Stringer
The Master Singer
BeautyTHE MASTER SINGER
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Things loved once overmuch he made us hate,
He turned our veriest weed into a rose,
Taught us to weep at laughter, laugh at fate
Touched us to love or sorrow as he chose
And waywardly, at his imperious whim,
The tides…
Going Home
Love and RomanceGoing Home
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I tread each mountain waste austere,
Lpass dark pinelands, hill by liat;
Each tardy sunrise brings me near,
Vach lonely sunset nearer still
Slag low, my heart, of other lands
And suns we may have loved, or Inown:
This silent…
A City Mood
DreamsA CITY MOOD
Arthur Stringer
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If I once more might only wander free
From all this citied laughter touched with pain,
And learn with quiet hall and patient tree
To watch the wheeling seasons and the rain,
And with the lyric grass, the…