The Orphan’s Dream Of fame (Mattie Griffith Browne Poems)
I LEARNED within myself to live. I saw,E'en in my childhood, that the heart's bright budsWithered and faded at the ...
I LEARNED within myself to live. I saw,E'en in my childhood, that the heart's bright budsWithered and faded at the ...
The Atheist sure a fool must be To risk a future prizeBecause a soul he cannot see With his material eyes.He cannot ...
Thou, spirit of the spangled night!I woo thee from the watchtower high,Where thou dost sit to guide the barkOf lonely ...
Night the Third, or NARCISSA.Oh ! mournful lyre ! whose soft, yet deep-toned strainsTremble like Zephyr o'er the list'ning plains ...
Ah, yes, the chapter ends to-day; We even lay the book away; But oh, how sweet the moments sped Before the final page ...
Hark! the organ's solemn peal Ascends the lofty fane,To win the soul's repeal, From everlasting pain:To waft the voice of praise To Him ...
In calm and cool and silence, once againI find my old accustomed place amongMy brethren, where, perchance, no human tongueShall ...
Sent to "The Philological Circle" of Florence for itsmeeting in commemoration of Dante, January 27, 1881,the anniversary of his first ...
The passionate summer's dead! the sky's aglowWith roseate flushes of matured desire,The winds at eve are musical and low,As sweeping ...
'Tis dark. It seemsAs if 't were early morning.Half thoughts, half dreams,Into my mind are swarming.Upon my earA deep-toned knell ...
There is no sound within the cottage now,But my pen and the sound of long rainHeavy and musical, I must ...
They ask me to sing them a Christmas song That with musical mirth shall ring;How know I that the world's ...
While morning yet was young, within his hall Of justice Pharaoh sat: his princes, priests, Judges, and ministers, in costly ...
To Churchill's Sermons. The manuscript of this unfinished poem was found among the few papers Churchill left behind ...
Then trim the lights, my strange, strange child,And let the fagots glow;For more of these mysterious thingsI fear, yet long, ...
My country, noble spectre of the past; Along thy rivers, and within thy vales, There breathes a deep-toned voice, that ...
Earth, outward tuning on her path in space This pensive southern face, Swathing its smile and shine In ...
1. Mender ARE there any as tender as the day with the night in its arms ...
II lie upon my bed and hear and see.The moon is rising through the glistening trees;And momently a great and ...
The bells! - ah, the bells! The little silver bells! How fairy-like a melody there floats ...
Some men there are who find in nature all Their inspiration, hers the sympathy Which spurs them on to any ...
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