The Arctic Visitation (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
SOME air-born genius, with malignant mouth,Breathed on the cold clouds of an Arctic zone--Which o'er long wastes of shore and ...
SOME air-born genius, with malignant mouth,Breathed on the cold clouds of an Arctic zone--Which o'er long wastes of shore and ...
LO! here a cloud comes sailing, richly cladIn royal purple, which the parting beamsOf bounteous Phoebus edge with tints of ...
"WHEN Nature had made all her birds, With no more cares to think on, She gave a rippling laugh, ...
Visions of childhood! oft have ye beguiled Lone manhood's cares, yet waking fondest sighs: Ah! that once more I were ...
Thou restless voice! that wandering up and down These forest paths, where for this many a day, I ...
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought to be, At this vessel's prow ...
THOU art no more my bosom's FRIEND; Here must the sweet delusion end, That charm'd my senses many a year, ...
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