Love’s Likeness (Mary Jane Jewsbury Poems)
A rose hedged with a briar.Drummond.Alas! what else is love but sorrow.Byron.THERE is softness in the dew;And in starlight trembling ...
A rose hedged with a briar.Drummond.Alas! what else is love but sorrow.Byron.THERE is softness in the dew;And in starlight trembling ...
'Tis an old dial, dark with many a stain; In summer crowned with drifting orchard bloom,Tricked in the autumn with the ...
Fair town of toil, whose enterprise and powerExpand and strengthen every day and hour,To thy brave sons all honour and ...
Forgive the muse who, in unhallow'd strains,The saint one moment from his God detains;For sure whate'er you do, where'er you ...
I know of a landWhere hair does not grey, and where time's rule is banned,Where sun does not burn, and ...
JUNE, 1790.ERE Phoebus' beams exhal'd the pearly dew,While hoary moisture all the fields o'erspread,Where ozier cypress, and the drooping yew,Had ...
WITH rapture and delight I oft admireJehovah's works that come within my view,Himself exceeding admiration's ken,Or ought that I could ...
ONE day a sage knocked at a chemist's door,Bringing a curious compound to explore.--'Behold ! said he, as from his ...
IT is the twilight hour, and o'er the earthThe softening spells of evening shadows steal.All here is stillness now, and ...
At twilight in beautiful summers,When all the dew is shed,And all the singers and hummersAre safe at home in bed,In ...
High in the midst, surrounded by his peers,MAGNUS his ample front sublime up rears:Placed on his chair of state, he ...
In those dark mornings, deep in June, When brooding birds stir in the nest,And heavy dews slip down the leaves, And drop ...
A village Chorus is supposed to be assembled, and about tocommence its festive procession.[Written for the birthday of the Duchess ...
A BUSY town mid Britain's isle, Behold in fancy's eye ;With tower, and spire, and civic pile, Beneath a summer sky :And ...
I DO not love thee, yet why does thy calmSweet smile forever haunt my dreams, and whyDo thy dark eyes ...
DEEP silence everywhere-a hush profound!One might imagine nature to be dead.Sitting here mournfully, a pilgrim lone,O brilliant moon, I see ...
When found the rose delight in her fair hue?Color is nothing to this world; ’tis IThat see it. Farther, I have ...
Spring winds that blowAs over leagues of myrtle-blooms and may;Bevies of spring clouds trooping slow,Like matrons heavy bosomed and aglowWith ...
Let me talk of years evanished, let me harp upon the timeWhen we trod these sands together, in our boyhood's ...
Whites alone upon the jury in a number of the states,Thus they crush a helpless Negro with their prejudicial hates;Legal ...
WHENCE comes our friend so hastily,When scarce the Eastern sky is grey?Hath he just ceased, though cold it be,In yonder ...
IWhere's your kingdom, little king? Where the land you call your own, Where your palace and your throne?Fluttering lightly on the wing Through ...
FOR the first time, a lovely sceneEarth saw, and smiled,--A gentle form with pallid mienBending o'er a newborn child:The pang, ...
THE LITTLE-NECK CLAMA modern verse-sequence, showing how a native American subject, strictly realistic, may be treated in various manners adapted ...
He whom thou ne'er leavest, Genius,Feels no dread within his heartAt the tempest or the rain.He whom thou ne'er leavest, ...
IT was late in mild October, and the long autumnal rainHad left the summer harvest-fields all green with grass again;The ...
It wor dark an mi way wor across a wild mooar, An noa signs could aw find ov a track,'Twor a ...
"O soft, small cloud, the dim, sweet dawn adorning,Swan-like a-sailing on its tender grey; Why dost thou, dost thou float, So high, ...
No longer hoary winter reigns,No longer binds the streams in chains,Or heaps with snow the meads;Array'd with robe of rainbow-dye,At ...
(After Ronsard)YE caverns, and ye rillsThat from the beetling hillsDown every rocky wallGlide, gleam, and fall;Ye woods and streams around,Where ...
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