The little Road says, Go, The little House says, Stay: And O, it’s bonny here at home, But I must […]

MARY: Well, headsman?… You ask not why I came here, Clouded Brow, Will you not ask me why I stay? […]

EDBURGA: I am Edburga, and the daughter of Ulf. My mother was a slave. For she was sold, And given […]

A FAR-OFF ROSE By: Josephine Preston Peabody (1874-1922) A FAR-OFF rose of long ago, An hour of sweet, an hour […]

ENVOI Beloved, till the day break, Leave wide the little door; And bless, to lack and longing, Our brimming more-and-more. […]

BAME: I saw thee first, Ay, from the first day when you cheated them With tales of old acquaintance, and […]