The Lovers (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Two lovers in the strength of life, Had built a beauteous home,Where tall, ancestral oaks uprose, O'ershadowing their high dome.He was a ...
Two lovers in the strength of life, Had built a beauteous home,Where tall, ancestral oaks uprose, O'ershadowing their high dome.He was a ...
I.Thus to be lost and thus to sink and die,Perchance were death indeed!-Constantia, turn!In thy dark eyes a power like ...
An angel with a radiant face, Above a cradle bent to look,Seemed his own image there to trace, As in the waters ...
Bred in distant woods, the clownBrings all his country airs to town;The odd address, with awkward grace,That bows with half-averted ...
CEDARS of Lebanon! Labyrinths of Shade, Making a mystery of open day; With layers of gloom keeping the Sun at bay,And solemn ...
I knew that he was dying; for the leavesLate-fallen, shivered on the frosty ground,Disconsolate, with the foreboding soundThat Autumn whispers ...
Byron! how sweetly sad thy melody!Attuning still the soul to tenderness,As if soft Pity, with unusual stress,Had touch'd her plaintive ...
The passionate summer's dead! the sky's aglowWith roseate flushes of matured desire,The winds at eve are musical and low,As sweeping ...
Once more upon the western skiesThe "flaming sword" appears,And Eve again from ParadiseDeparts in twilight tears.A backward look,—a memoryO'ershadowing afarA ...
The loiterers in my shade of oldThemselves are shadows now;Their bodies, mingled with the mold,Upbreathe to many a boughThe leaves ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
Sprung of the father blood, the mother brain,Are they who point our pathway and sustain.They rarely meet; one soars, one ...
…….."This is to be a mortal,And seek the things beyond mortality!" ~ Manfred.Thy voice prevails — dear friend, my gentle ...
And is not love in vain, Torture enough without a living tomb? ...
1. WATNEY Lady Margaret. 5. STEAVENSON Trinity Hall 2. BEEBEE Lady Margaret. 6. BORTHWICK 1st Trinity. ...
I STOOD within the grave's o'ershadowing vault; Gloomy and damp it stretch'd its vast domain; Shades were its boundary; for ...
Birds, joyous birds of the wandering wing!Whence is it ye come with the flowers of spring?–"We come from the shores ...
We buried of our dead the dearest one-Said to each other, 'Here then let him lie,And they may find their ...
"PALE beryl sky, with clouds Hued like dove's wing, O'ershadowing ...
Byron! how sweetly sad thy melody! Attuning still the soul to tenderness, As if soft Pity, with unusual stress, Had ...
Bred in distant woods, the clown Brings all his country airs to town; The odd address, with awkward grace, That ...
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