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Libby Prison

(Encyclopedia) Libby Prison, in Richmond, Va., a Confederate prison for captured Union officers in the American Civil War. It was previously a tobacco warehouse. Living conditions were extremely bad…

Beard, Daniel Carter

(Encyclopedia) Beard, Daniel Carter, 1850–1941, American illustrator and naturalist, b. Cincinnati, Ohio, studied at the Art Students League, New York City. He illustrated many books (among them the…

Sara Teasdale: A Boy

A BoyOut of the noise of tired people working, Harried with thoughts of war and lists of dead, His beauty met me like a fresh wind blowing, Clean boyish beauty and high-held head.Eyes that…

A Boy's Will: Waiting

by Robert Frost Asking for RosesIn a ValeWaiting Afield at Dusk He arrives at the turn of the year. WHAT things for dream there are when spectre-like, Moving among tall haycocks lightly…

A Boy's Will: In a Vale

by Robert Frost WaitingA Dream PangIn a Vale Out of old longings he fashions a story. WHEN I was young, we dwelt in a vale By a misty fen that rang all night, And thus it was the…

A Boy's Will: In Neglect

by Robert Frost A Dream PangThe Vantage PointIn Neglect He is scornful of folk his scorn cannot reach. THEY leave us so to the way we took, As two in whom they were proved mistaken,…

A Boy's Will: Mowing

by Robert Frost The Vantage PointGoing for WaterMowing He takes up life simply with the small tasks. THERE was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe…

A Boy's Will: Revelation

by Robert Frost Going for WaterThe Trial by ExistenceRevelation He resolves to become intelligible, at least to himself, since there is no help else; WE make ourselves a place apart…

A Boy's Will: October

by Robert Frost A Line-storm SongMy ButterflyOctober He sees days slipping from him that were the best for what they were. O HUSHED October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the…

A Boy's Will: Reluctance

by Robert Frost My ButterflyReluctance OUT through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and…