My Library (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
Shrine of my mind, my Library!Each morn I greet thee with delight,When, soul-refreshed, I bring to theeThe benediction of the ...
Shrine of my mind, my Library!Each morn I greet thee with delight,When, soul-refreshed, I bring to theeThe benediction of the ...
In spite of his imposing plea,A freeman whom the truth makes freeIs often fairly up a tree,And marvels why it ...
A paradoxical ode, after Shelley.I.My soul is an entangled knot,Upon a liquid vortex wroughtBy Intellect, in the Unseen residing,And thine ...
THERE are sea and sky about me, And yet nothing sense can mark;For a mist fills all the midnight Adding blindness to ...
Ah, yes! You must meet it, and brave it; Too laggardtoo purblind to save it;Who recks of your doubting and fearing Phrasebound ...
Lead us, Evolution, lead usUp the future's endless stair;Chop us, change us, prod us, weed us.For stagnation is despair:Groping, guessing, ...
Time erodes the fundamental.. . . . .Civilization said long ago,"Man is fixt and set,Unchanging now,Amid the fretOf evolution.The tides ...
THE REG'LAR LARKThe Reg'lar Lark's a very gay old Bird;At sunrise often may his voice be heardAs jauntily he wends ...
Alone. For Jack has gone away, To hide his head in proofs and letters;And left me here to spend the ...
Read ye here the song as sung By a chief named, briefly, Ung.In the days when arguments were manly ...
Why should we court the storms that rave and rend, Safe at our household hearth? Why, starved and naked, ...
Once an anthropoidal ape, Hairy, savage, strange of shape,On a day that was excessively B.C., In a forest damp ...
Haw! Good fellow I'm not doubting Your intentions are all right,And your general appearance Is intelligent and bright;But the question ...
ALL has befallen as I say, The old r?gime has passed away, And quite a new one Is being fashioned ...
We can claim without elation or immodest fabricationThat the genius of our nation is embodied in our camps,And futurity's summation ...
From stone to bronze, from bronze to steelAlong the road-dust of the sun,Two revolutions of the wheelFrom Java to Geneva ...
Lead us, Evolution, lead us Up the future's endless stair; Chop us, change us, prod us, weed us. For stagnation ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
It was supposed to be Arts & Crafts for a week, but when she came home with the "Jesus Saves" ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
1 COME, said the Muse, Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted, Sing me the Universal. In this ...
Majestic rocks from millions of years ancient Bystanders of earthly silent evolution Are in themselves untold stories Of an ever-lasting ...
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