Sonnets (Peter John Allan Poems)
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
In these affairsWe crave that thou wilt passionately fleeThe one offence, and anxiously wilt shunThe error of presuming the clear ...
In these affairsWe crave that thou wilt passionately fleeThe one offence, and anxiously wilt shunThe error of presuming the clear ...
From my proper clime and subjects,In my hot and swarthy East,North and Westward I am comingFor a conquest and a ...
First my Thalia stooped in sportive moodTo Syracusan strains, nor blushed withinThe woods to house her. When I sought to ...
TO VARUSFirst my Thalia stooped in sportive moodTo Syracusan strains, nor blushed withinThe woods to house her. When I sought ...
MAY 26, 1880SIRE, son, and grandson; so the century glides;Three lives, three strides, three foot-prints in the sand;Silent as midnight's ...
Mount -- mount for the hunting -- with musket and spear!Call our friends to the field -- for the Lion ...
On starlit height, distant 'gainst horizon, bright The Way of the Cross is outlined,By rocky steeps barren 'mid dangers unseen, A narrow ...
When Age comes on!--"The deepening dusk is where the dawn Once glittered splendid, and the dewIn honey-drips, from red rose-lips Was kissed ...
The golden foot-prints of departing DayAre fading from the ocean silently,And Twilight, stealing onward, halves the sky;One after one they ...
A Microcosm In Terza RimaI.Quiet I lay at last, and knew no moreWhether I breathed or not, so worn I ...
WAINAMOINEN'S WEDDING-SONGS.At the home of IlmarinenLong had they been watching, waiting,For the coming of the blacksmith,With his bride from Sariola.Weary ...
THE ISLE OF REFUGE.Lemminkainen, full of joyance,Handsome hero, Kaukomieli,Took provisions in abundance,Fish and butter, bread and bacon,Hastened to the Isle ...
ILMARINEN FORGES THE SAMPO.Wainamoinen, the magician,Takes his steed of copper color,Hitches quick his fleet-foot courser,Puts his racer to the snow-sledge,Straightway ...
ORIGIN OF IRON.Wainamoinen, thus encouraged,Quickly rises in his snow-sledge,Asking no one for assistance,Straightway hastens to the cottage,Takes a seat within ...
ILMARINEN'S FRUITLESS WOOING.Ilmarinen, the magician,The eternal metal-artist,Lays aside the golden image,Beauteous maid of magic metals;Throws the harness on his courser,Binds ...
How dimly through these window panes The struggling light intrudes! What solemn silence broodsIn this old ...
THE steady soaking of the rain,The bush all sad and sombre;The trees are weeping in their pain,Dank leaves the ground ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
The cow-moose comes to water, and the beaver's overbold, The net is in the eddy of the stream; The teepee ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories