Penuel (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
NEAR Jabbok Ford, endued with sacred might,The patriarch strove with one that silent came,Obscurely limned against the twilight flame--Strove thro' ...
NEAR Jabbok Ford, endued with sacred might,The patriarch strove with one that silent came,Obscurely limned against the twilight flame--Strove thro' ...
BRAVE lyrist! like the sky-lark, heaven-possessed,Thy glance is sunward; and thy soul grown wise,Fronts the full splendor of Apollo's eyes,While ...
UPON a cloud among the stars we stood.The angel raised his hand and looked and said,"Which world, of all yon ...
Sad is the thought of sunniest days Of love and rapture perished,And shine through memory's tearful haze The eyes once fondliest cherished.Reproachful ...
That man, Prytherch, with the torn cap,I saw him often, framed in the gapBetween two hazels with his sharp eyes,Bright ...
The vision of a haloed host That weep around an empty throne;And, aureoles dark and angels dead, Man with his own life ...
Long ago and long ago, And long ago still, There dwelt three merry maidens Upon a distant hill. One was ...
INever and never, my girl riding far and nearIn the land of the hearthstone tales, and spelled asleep,Fear or believe ...
1 BLESSED was she that bare, Hidden in flesh most fair,For all men's sake ...
The sunset lingered in the pale green West: In rosy wastes the low soft evening starWoke; while the last white ...
IORDER is a lovely thing; On disarray it lays its wing, Teaching simplicity to sing. It has a meek and ...
Enlaced with gardened jewelryMy basking villas nestWhere sifted sunshine soothes the eyeAnd cosy hillocks rest.Convention's fronds here screen from viewImmodest ...
Wherein are words sublime or noble? What Invests one speech with haloed eminence, Makes it the sesame for all doors ...
Dear Bessie, would my tired rhyme Had force to rise from apathy, And shaking off its lethargy Ring word-tones like ...
My salt marsh -mine, I call it, because these day-hammered fields of dazzled horizontals undulate, summers, inside me and out- ...
How still, how happy! Those are words That once would scarce agree together; I loved the plashing of the surge ...
Lo! from quiet skies In through the window my Lord the Sun! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with ...
Koening knew now there was no one on the river. Entering its brown mouth choking with lilies and curtained with ...
In the little Crimson Manual it's written plain and clear That who would wear the scarlet coat shall say good-bye ...
In Tilbury Town did Old King Cole A wise old age anticipate, Desiring, with his pipe and bowl, No Khan's ...
Star of my heart, I follow from afar. Sweet Love on high, lead on where shepherds are, Where Time is ...
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