To Gaspar Visconti (James Crichton Poems)
I.When her fair land with grief o'erspread,Insubria mourn'd her primate dead;When Borromeo to the tombWas borne mid all-pervading gloom;When dimm'd ...
I.When her fair land with grief o'erspread,Insubria mourn'd her primate dead;When Borromeo to the tombWas borne mid all-pervading gloom;When dimm'd ...
He will not sleep: by Moscow's lurid glareOf fiery columns darting to the skies-By her sad widows' wail and orphans ...
Lull me to sleep, ye winds, whose fitful sound Seems from some faint Aeolian harp-string caught; Seal up the hundred wakeful eyes ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
Yet once more, Harp of prophecy, once moreFondly I come soliciting thine aid;By whose celestial minstrelsy inspiredThe saintly Enoch walk'd ...
Celestial Muse that on the blissful plainArt oft invok'd, to guide th' immortal strain;Inspir'd by thee, the first-born sons of ...
——— and their voice, Turning again towards childish treble, pipes And whistles in its sound. ———The Muses are turned gossips; ...
FROM 'DIE HEIMKEHR'IIs your hate, then, of such measure?Do you, truly, so detest me?Through all the world will I complainOf ...
HOW Memory haunts us! When we fain would be Alone and free, Uninterrupted by his mournful words, Faint, indistinct, as ...
In such a Night, when every louder WindIs to its distant Cavern safe confin'd;And only gentle Zephyr fans his Wings, ...
O Wonderful! round whose birth-hourProphetic song, miraculous power,Cluster and burn, like star and flower.Those marvellous rays that at Thy will,From ...
How dear to hearts by hurtful noises scarredIn the stillness of the many-leav?d trees,The quiet of green hills, the million-starredTranquillity ...
"As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, ...
Never stoops the soaring vulture On his quarry in the desert, On the sick or wounded bison, But another vulture, ...
X. Hiawatha's Wooing "As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep, And round the pebbly beaches far and wide I heard the first ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
For many long uninterrupted years She was the friend and confidant of Art; They walked together, heart communed with heart ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
Another armored animal--scale lapping scale with spruce-cone regularity until they form the uninterrupted central tail-row! This near artichoke with head ...
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