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Speak of the North! A Lonely Moor Charlotte Brontë	Hurriedly through its ferny...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Listeners Walter de la Mare	Of the forest's ferny floor; And a bird flew up out of the turret, Above the Traveller's head: And he smote upon...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Alnaschar and the Oxen Rudyard Kipling	Now the footpaths fade and vanish; now the ferny clumps deceive; Now the hedgerow-folk possess their fields anew; Now the Herd is lost...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alone in the Wind, on the Prairie Vachel Lindsay	All glowing by the misty ferny cliff Beside the far forbidden thundering...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Idyl Of The May. Kate Seymour Maclean	Down through glen and ferny hollow, Lit with patches of the sky, Shining through the trees so high, Hand in hand we...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode to Natural Beauty Alan Seeger	So oft, as one whose stricken eyes might see In ferny dells the rustic deity, I stood, like him, possessed, and all my being, Flooded an instant...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Avis Duncan Campbell Scott	Night fell with the ferny dusk, Planets paled and grew, Up, with lily and clarid turns Throbbing through, Rose the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Divided Jean Ingelow	Round valleys like nests all ferny-lined; Round hills, with fluttering tree-tops feathered, Swell high in their freckled...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fragments Pts 1, 11, 111 Victor James Daley	In spring-time down each ferny glen, And rippled over rock and sand, Were drier than a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From The Flats. Sidney Lanier	And down the hollow from a ferny nook Bright leaps a living...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Here Died Henry Lawson	When silent men with their rifles lie by many a ferny dell; And turn their heads when a scout goes by, with a cheery growl "All's well"; And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Honours - Part1 Jean Ingelow	And leisurely down fall from ferny crest The dew-drops on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Juvenilia, An Ode to Natural Beauty Alan Seeger	So oft, as one whose stricken eyes might see In ferny dells the rustic deity, I stood, like him, possessed, and all my being, Flooded an instant...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
magic Walter J. Turner	That carven stand and stare among The silent, ferny...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Morning in the Bush Henry Kendall	Were lying at the barren base Of the ferny hillside steep; Between those fragments hollows lay, Upfilled with fruitful ground, Where many...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Night Burial In The Forest Duncan Campbell Scott	Leave him here in his secret ferny tomb, Withdraw the little light from the ocean of gloom, He who feared nought will fear...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode for the Keats Centenary Duncan Campbell Scott	Where, searching through the ferny breaks, The moose-fawns find the springs; Where the loon laughs and diving takes Her young...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Often rebuked, yet always back returning Emily Jane Brontë	Where the gray flocks in ferny glens are feeding; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Pejar Creek Dame Mary Gilmore	Over all the tree-tops, Down each ferny valley - That’s where the Pejar...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Puck's Song Rudyard Kipling	See you the ferny ride that steals Into the oak-woods...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Scotland 1941 Edwin Muir	The green road winding up the ferny...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Solitude Sir Henry Parkes	Where the morning re-illumes Gullies full of ferny plumes, And the roof of radiance weaves Through high-hanging vault of leaves; There ’mid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song of the Foot Track Elsie Cole	Here is riot of leaf and blossom, ferny mosses in the glade Pressing round the wattle’s stem of dappled splendour; Even the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet IX Alan Seeger	As the full-moon-beams to the ferny floor Of summer woods through flower and foliage pour, So to my being's innermost...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Stanzas Emily Brontë	Where the gray flocks in ferny glens are feeding; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)