Antonio Melidori (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
SCENE I.[A place not far from the summit of Mount Psiloriti, in the Isle of Candia. Philota discovered with a ...
SCENE I.[A place not far from the summit of Mount Psiloriti, in the Isle of Candia. Philota discovered with a ...
ONCE on the throne of Argos sat a maid,Daphles the fair; serene and unafraidShe ruled her realm, for the rough ...
I.LOVE scorns degrees! the low he lifteth high,The high he draweth down to that fair plainWhereon, in his divine equality,Two ...
WITH bayonets slanted in the glittering light,With solemn ...
I HAD a vision at that mystic hour,When in the ebon garden of the Night,Blooms the Cimmerian flowerOf doubt and ...
LITTLE Bob Bonnyface went out one dayInto his father's fields to play;Twas a morn undarkened by mist or cloud,With the ...
THE fashions and the forms of men decay,The seasons perish, the calm sunsets die,Ne'er with the same bright pomp of ...
A "PETITE COMEDIE" IN RHYME.LOVER.COQUETTE! coquette! now, is it fairTo weave for me your magic hair,Binding me thus, all unaware?Till, ...
A MAN of peace, I never dared to marry,Lover of tranquil hours, I dwelt apart;Outside the realm where noisy schemes ...
A BRAVE young poet born in days of Eld,Dwelt 'mid the frozen Northlands; he beheld,And wondering, sung the marvels of ...
SCENE I.[The hall of a country house in Westmoreland, surrounded with portraits of the M. . . . family. Allan ...
SCENE..CATHARINE.Art thou prepared to risk ...
FIRST 'mid the lion Richard's host,Sir Aymer fought in Holy Land;And they loved him well for his honest heart,And they ...
WHO at the court of Astolf, the great King,King of a realm of firs, and icy floes,Cold bright fiords, and ...
FLYING from out the gusty west,To seek the place where last year's nest,Ragged, and torn by many a routOf winter ...
WHEN last we parted--thy frail hand in mine--Above us smiled September's passionless sky,And touched by fragrant airs, the hillside pineThrilled ...
GLADLY I hail these solitudes, and breatheThe inspiring breath of the fresh woodland air,Most gladly to the past alone bequeathDoubt, ...
THEY declare that I'm gracefully pretty,The very best waltzer that whirls;They say I am sparkling and witty,The pearl, the queen ...
PLACE--Scotland. TIME--Thirteenth Century.OFF! off! no treacherous priest for me!What's Heaven? what's Hell? Eternity!It hath no meaning to mine ear.Unless--Stay, father! ...
I LIFT these hands with iron fetters banded:Beneath the scornful sunlight and cold starsI rear my once imperial forehead brandedBy ...
ALTON.YOU see that man with the quick eyes and brow,Too ponderous almost for his slender frame,His dark locks tinged with ...
HARK, hark! down the century's long reaching slopeTo those transports of triumph, those raptures of hope,The voices of main and ...
A.HE is a man whose complex characterFew can decipher rightly; but for meI have found the key at last!B.What make ...
I WALKED the ancient graveyard's ample round,Yet found therein not one illustrious nameWedded by Death to Fame.The sea-winds moaned by ...
To the memory of Henry TimrodThe same majestic pine is lifted highAgainst the twilight sky,The same low, melancholy music grievesAmid ...
WHAT a pure and chastened splendor,What a grace of joyance tender,Like to starlight or to moonlight,Melting into fairy Junelight,Sleeps my ...
THE early springtime faintly flushed the earth,And in the woods, and by their favorite streamThe fair, wild roses blossomed modestly,Above ...
WHAT murmurs are these that so wofully riseInto heart-storms of agony borne from afar?A tempest of passion, a tumult of ...
THE maimed and broken warrior lay,By his last foeman brought to bay.No sounds of battlefield were there--The drum's deep bass, ...
WHEN the war-drums beat and the trumpets blare,When banners flaunt in the stormy air,When at thought of the deeds that ...
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