 Mr. Flood's Party Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night Over the hill between the town below And the forsaken upland hermitage That held as much as he should ever know On earth again of home, paused warily. The road was his with not a native near;...  Collected Poems - Página 535por Edwin Arlington Robinson - 1921 - 591 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1913 - 1674 páginas
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 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1923 - 708 páginas
...ultimate insolence would soon be theirs. MR. FLOOD'S PARTY Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night Over the hill between the town below And the forsaken...said aloud, For no man else in Tilbury Town to hear: " Well, Mr. Flood, we have the harvest moon Again, and we may not have many more; The bird is on the... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1923 - 706 páginas
...ultimate insolence would soon be theirs. MR. FLOOD'S PARTY Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night Over the hill between the town below And the forsaken...said aloud, For no man else in Tilbury Town to hear: " Well, Mr. Flood, we have the harvest moon Again, and we may not have many more; The bird is on the... | |
 | 1923 - 212 páginas
...first Assyrians went howling south to war. Mr. Flood's Party Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night Over the hill between the town below And the forsaken...said aloud, For no man else in Tilbury Town to hear : "Well, Mr. Flood, we have the harvest moon Again, and we may not have many more; The bird is on the... | |
 | 1923 - 212 páginas
...first Assyrians went howling south to war. Mr. Flood's Party Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night Over the hill between the town below And the forsaken...said aloud, For no man else in Tilbury Town to hear: "Well, Mr. Flood, we have the harvest moon Again, and we may not have many more; The bird is on the... | |
 | Mark Van Doren - 1928 - 1390 páginas
...and called it fate, And kept on drinking. MR. FLOOD'S PARTY OLD Eben Flood, climbing alone one night Over the hill between the town below And the forsaken...said aloud, For no man else in Tilbury Town to hear: "Well, Mr. Flood, we have the harvest moon Again, and we may not have many more; The bird is on the... | |
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