Poems by Robert Crawford
Mind.
... The truth of life and knowledge still are one, ...
Toward the Close
... That sickness of our days when all grows dim! ...
Sleep Compared To The Sea.
... Now sweltering in the heat, will soon be filled ...
Counsel In Sorrow.
... Which by the whirlwind reaped is but sand still ...
Mutation.
... When the perturbed Earth moans, and Death himself ...
Morality.
... Who sees with him, and hears with him, and acts ...
