A Prize Poem (Henry Timrod Poems)
A fairy ringDrawn in the crimson of a battle-plain —From whose weird circle every loathsome thing And sight and sound of ...
A fairy ringDrawn in the crimson of a battle-plain —From whose weird circle every loathsome thing And sight and sound of ...
Far up the lonely mountain-sideMy wandering footsteps led;The moss lay thick beneath my feet,The pine sighed overhead.The trace of a ...
THE day's sharp strife is ended now,Our work is done, God knoweth how!As on the thronged, unrestful townThe patience of ...
ARM'D year! year of the struggle!No dainty rhymes or sentimental love verses for you, terrible year!Not you as some pale ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
YOU who celebrate bygones! Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races-the life that has exhibited itself; Who ...
AARM'D year! year of the struggle! No dainty rhymes or sentimental love verses for you, terrible year! Not you as ...
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