Poems about cast
It Had You Told Me So
but little carmine hath her face
it had cast away
oh, had you told me so
but that is not enough!
You've Seen It On A Bird
who misery sustain
brothers and sister who preferred the glory
where each has left a friend
to him who has it and the one
who knows but at the sight of that
but you have enough of those
you've seen it on a cast's face
if they would linger for a bird
is all the rest i knew!
so safer guess with just my soul
it feels a shame to be alive
if i shouldn't be alive
why, i will lend until just then,
It Seemed The Lonely Road,
and dwell a little everywhere
a stranger pressed a kingdom,
upon the lonely road,
light laughs the breeze in her castle of sunshine;
a wind with fingers goes,
since heaven and he are one,
oh the earth was made for lovers, for damsel, and hopeless swain,
what more the woman can,
death is but one and comes but once
it seemed the common way,
why, look out for the little brook in march,
all things do go a courting, in earth, or sea, or air,
myself and it, in majesty
and all day long, with dance and game,
without that forcing, in my breath
Half Closes The Graves Of The Hard Work,
no, not as there is a time to talk,
like a beast's stall, to ease their consciences,
to earn a living on the concord railroad,
they cast on the ground
the graves of men on an opposing hill,
the spoils of the dead,
the understanding of a friend,
the fruited bough of the juniper
half closes the garden path,
she loves the bare, the withered tree;
for the hard work, he chafed its long white body
To Raise Herself And Look Again, He Had
no matter the heart he has in charge
there he had built his stolen shack,
the heart he bore to the holy land,
to raise herself and look again, he spoke
before he arrives to say it out,
half in appeal, but half as if to keep
hard if, though cast away for life with yankees,