An Epistle (Emma Lazarus Poems)
I.Master and Sage, greetings and health to thee,From thy most meek disciple! Deign once moreEndure me at thy feet, enlighten ...
I.Master and Sage, greetings and health to thee,From thy most meek disciple! Deign once moreEndure me at thy feet, enlighten ...
Fra Paolo, since they say the end is near,And you of all men have the gentlest eyes,Most like our father ...
Brief life is here our portion, Brief sorrow, short-lived care: The Life that knows no ending, ...
IShe was spoken off Saint Vincent, outward bound . . .Some lumber-laden barque from Puget Sound,Heaving her sodden deck-load through ...
AT that lost hour disowned of day and night, The after-birth of midnight, when life's face Turns to the wall ...
(1)One night I dreamt that in a gleaming hallYou played, and overhead the air was sweetWith waving kerchiefs; then a ...
They ran through the streets of the seaport town,They peered from the decks of the ships that lay;The cold sea-fog ...
Poor Tom Brown from Nottingham, Jack Williams and poor JoeThey were three gallant poacher boys their country well does knowAnd ...
BEFORE the clepsydra had bound the daysMan tethered Change to his fixed star, and said:"The elder races, that long since ...
By the old Pagoda Anchorage they lay full fifteen strong,And their spars were like a forest, and their names were ...
He reached the graveyard, - grass, death, oblivion,- He who had noticed how the world goes on. It must have ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
JOY! shipmate-joy! (Pleas'd to my Soul at death I cry;) Our life is closed-our life begins; The long, long anchorage ...
Brave Thackeray has trolled of days when he was twenty-one, And bounded up five flights of stairs, a gallant garreteer; ...
There's sunshine in the heart of me, My blood sings in the breeze; The mountains are a part of me, ...
Wan white mists upon the sea, East wind harping mournfully All the sunken reefs along, Wail and heart-break in its ...
A WIND'S in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels, I am tired of brick and stone and ...
I Not once in all our days of poignant love, Did I a single instant give to thee My undivided ...
Thou two-faced year, Mother of Change and Fate, Didst weep when Spain cast forth with flaming sword, The children of ...
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