Poems by Christopher Morley
The Intruder
... " And she laughed as she departed- ...
Two O'Clock
... Night after night goes by: and clocks still chime ...
To a Post Office Inkwell
... Have shared their secrets, told their cares, ...
At the Mermaid Caffeteria
... For verse, skill will suffice- ...
Elegy Written in a Country Coal-Bin
... " Though in the icebox, fresh and newly laid, ...
Smells
... . . A ship smells best of all to me! ...
The Old Swimmer
... What brave and vanished laughter then ...
Reading Aloud
... Between the lines my lips could touch ...
Hymn to the Dairymaids on Beacon Street
... Milk to cream, yea, cream to cheese ...
On Naming a House
... " Or "As You Like It," "If You Please," ...
The barren music of a word or phrase,
... Of little laughters, home and child and wife, ...
Caught in the Undertow
... In the upshot greatly grieves him ...
To A Child
... And Life, that sets all things in rhyme, ...
The Music Box
... Awake, he straightway yearned to dress ...
Taking Title
... And by a friends bright gift of wine, ...
