somethingdarker

Where the maple changing stands - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

In the shade of fluttering oaks - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

In the bands of twisting vines - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

Steadfast in the aerial blue - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

Can thus embrace the dying year - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

Unraveled all the slender woof - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Before the Mirror"

Waiting a foe where four roads meet - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Before the Mirror"

Weave these phantoms by this ancient loom - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Before the Mirror"

Close up, and form the band - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

High festival I need not miss - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

While song and jest shall last - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

Our ghosts can feel no wrong - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

The night more bitter cold will bring - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

Feasts and revels of the year - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

Even in memory come they here - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

His sword is rusting in its sheath - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

As men dead in their prime - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

The crimson dawn breaks through - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

Waking breezes round the casement pipe - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

Blow the globes of dew from opening buds - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

Steal the odors of the sleeping flowers - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

Bend the lances of the mirrored pines - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

But strips me bare again - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

The dregs within its crystal hours - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

The full fountain and the willow-tree - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "In the Still, Star-Lit Night"

All night long I walked - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "In the Still, Star-Lit Night"

Cruel glaciers threatening creep - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

And witness this, my jubilee - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

From the surf of boreal isles - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

From the hidden, jagged steeps - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

Through space with your wild train - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

Harping its shrillest, searching tone - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

Wailing deep its ancient moan - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

My little primrose lift its head - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

What other blessing could be sent? - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Nameless Pain"

I only see Time's shadow now - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Nameless Pain"

Autumn charms my melancholy mind - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"

The mottled quail runs in the stubble - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"

Weave a chaplet for the Old Year's bier - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"

The ragged ferns and roughened moss - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"

A future which contains no past - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "The Wife Speaks"

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