[Day Dreams] (Alexander Bethune Poems)
'Again the sun is hot and high in heaven;The rustic sweats beneath the sultry ray;The idler seeks the shady walk; ...
'Again the sun is hot and high in heaven;The rustic sweats beneath the sultry ray;The idler seeks the shady walk; ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
The idle winds at dawn that strayedThro' wavy depths of joyous shade,The early chirp of breeze-swung boughs,The carol of the ...
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer,Double-visaged stand the mountains in imperial multitudes,And with shadows dappled men sing ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
IIn from the night.The storm is lifting his black arms up to the sky.Friend of my heart, who so gently ...
This fact is clear….Both man and womanPrize not what's good, but what's uncommon ;And most delighted still they are,Not with ...
looked from the mountain height, and sawRapine assume the robes of law!Justice I saw driven out apace,While Robbery climbed to ...
To the memory of Dr. J. McSimpson, a colored Author of Anti-Slavery Ballads. Written for the Zanesville, O., Courier.When Israel ...
Out of the midnight, rayless and cheerless,Into the morning's golden light;Out of the clutches of wrong and ruin,Into the arms ...
DAWN opes her pensive eyes,In the yet starry skies,A roseate blush upon her cheek and brows.Her purple mantle stillLies on ...
Thou poet-painter, preacher of great truth,Far more suggestive thine than written tomeLo, we return with thee to that vast dome,Dim ...
Thy mission is accomplished- painter- sage,Look to thy crown of glory- for thy browIs circled with its radiant halo now.No ...
CXIIGone, gone! The rayless window sheds no light Upon my upturned eyes; the graceful girl Whose distant presence made my ...
WHEN on some balmy-breathing night of SpringThe happy child, to whom the world is new,Pursues the evening moth, of mealy ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
Clouded with snow The cold winds blow, And shrill on leafless bough The robin with its burning breast Alone sings ...
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