Leo (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
I made a journey o'er the sea,I bade my faithful dog good-bye,I knew that he would grieve for me,But did ...
I made a journey o'er the sea,I bade my faithful dog good-bye,I knew that he would grieve for me,But did ...
IAt twenty we fancied the blest Middle Ages A spirited cross of romantic and grand,All templars and minstrels and ladies and ...
INSPIRATION. All who have toiled for Art, who've won or lost, Sat equal priests at her high Pentecost; Only the chrism and sacrament ...
Within the silver bowl beholdThe golden vintage of all friendly cheer,Fresh from the wine-press of our Merriewold,And not a drop ...
There is no way not to be excitedWhen what you have been disillusioned by raises its headFrom its arms and ...
Down the long road, bent and brown, Youth, that dearly loves a vision, Ventures to the gate Elysian,As a pilgrim from the ...
FROM the squat tavern laughing to the eastHe turned; within the murmuring babbleceas'd;And red wine split on scattered roses thereExhaled ...
There is a power whose inspiration fills Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought, Like airy dew ere any drop distils, ...
Left, right - left, right . . . We march today for memories (the grizzled Digger said)Memories of lost dreams ...
He faints with hope and fear. It is the hour. Distant, across the thundering organ-swell, In sweet discord from the ...
Up the steep stair they clatter to each room, In whispered merriment they pierce the gloom Of Time's sweet mercy, ...
The cynics say that every roseIs guarded by a thorn that growsTo spoil our posies:But I no pleasure therefore lack;I ...
What is your want, perpetual invalidWhose fist is always beating on my breast'sBone wall, incurable dictator of my houseAnd breaker ...
Her courts are by the flux of flaming ways, Between the rivers and the illumined sky Whose fervid depths reverberate ...
Had you been old Imight be reconciledTo see you gatheredto the silent wild.Were your days darkened,weary, shattered, told.Had life with ...
All night I wrestled with a memory Which knocked insurgent at the gates of thought. The crumbled wreck of years ...
it takes a lot of desperation dissatisfaction and disillusion to write a few good poems. it's not for everybody either ...
He faints with hope and fear. It is the hour. Distant, across the thundering organ-swell, In sweet discord from the ...
There is a power whose inspiration fills Nature's fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought, Like airy dew ere any drop distils, ...
Her courts are by the flux of flaming ways, Between the rivers and the illumined sky Whose fervid depths reverberate ...
NOTE.-Rahel Robert and Varnhagen von Ense were married, after many protestations on her part, in 1814. The marriage-so far as ...
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