Hop, Skip And Jump: A Queer Trio Personified. (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
O! HOP is a sailor used up in the war,With a single good leg to stand on;And a face as ...
O! HOP is a sailor used up in the war,With a single good leg to stand on;And a face as ...
Sports and gallantries, the stage, the arts, the antics of dancers,The exuberant voices of music,Have charm for children but lack ...
Why hast thou nothing in thy face?Thou idol of the human race,Thou tyrant of the human heart,The flower of lovely ...
How lush, how loose, the uninhibited squash is.If ever hearts (and these immoderate leavesAre vegetable hearts) were worn on sleeves,The ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
ON Dinan's walls the morning sunlight plays, Gilds the stern fortress with a crown of rays, Shines on the children's ...
{TO THE Generous SUBSCRIBERS, &c}. The Author finding all Attempts prove vain,Those glittering Smiles from Fortune to obtain:That purblind Goddess ...
'Tis a poor drizzly morning, dark and sad.The cloud has fallen, and filled with fold on foldThe chimneyed city; and ...
Lazy laughing languid Jenny,Fond of a kiss and fond of a guinea,Whose head upon my knee to-nightRests for a while, ...
Now lithe and listen, gentles all, Now lithe ye all and harkUnto a ballad I shall sing About Buena Park.Of ...
I. When Fate its utmost Cruelty had shown, And the Illustrious Charles was now no more, Th' Illustrious Charles, ...
Wellington.HERE, where the surges of a world of seaBreak on our bastioned walls with league-long sweep,Four fair young queens their ...
Translated From The German of Paul Heyse.YES, wayward girl, be cold and shy, From morn till eve lock up thy ...
Beauty like hers is genius. Not the callOf Homer's or of Dante's heart sublime,-Not Michael's hand furrowing the zones of ...
A NEW land, like a stainless flower setIn the green foliage of the waving sea;Or like a maiden whose fair ...
"It is the future generation that presses into being by means of these exuberant feelings and supersensible soap bubbles of ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
How lush, how loose, the uninhibited squash is. If ever hearts (and these immoderate leaves Are vegetable hearts) were worn ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
Not even if with a wizard force I might Have summoned whomsoever I would name, Should anyone else have come ...
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