Yorktown Centennial Lyric (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
HARK, hark! down the century's long reaching slopeTo those transports of triumph, those raptures of hope,The voices of main and ...
HARK, hark! down the century's long reaching slopeTo those transports of triumph, those raptures of hope,The voices of main and ...
The happy men that lose their heads They find their heads in heaven, As cherub heads with cherub wings, And cherub haloes even: Out ...
The steamers that put from the Clyde,And the whalers that sail from Dundee,Go forth in their season on top of ...
Looking back,Wander we through life's long track,Looking back,Where a parted sun's soft rayLingers yet across the way.Gazing home,As the slow ...
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
In a cottage on a moor Famine's feeble children cried;The frost knocked sharply at the door, And hunger ...
LEAWOOD HALL,A Chistmas Tale. IN a cottage on a moor Famine's feeble children cried;The frost knocked sharply at the ...
October, and eleven after dark: Both mist and night. Among us in the coach Packed heat on which the windows ...
to make everything clearlive backwards take walks in the woodstearing hairwhen you recognize firein a lamp a stovesay wherefore you ...
Wellington.HERE, where the surges of a world of seaBreak on our bastioned walls with league-long sweep,Four fair young queens their ...
I summon up Panofskv from his bed Among the famous dead To build a tomb which, since I ...
There is some that like the city-Grass that's curried smooth and green,Theaytres and stranglin' collars,Wagons run by gasoline-But for me ...
Should it occasion much surprise That criminals should deal in blame,As all of us, and recognise The full depth of ...
Or Guido, where beneath the crown of thorns Love haloes the divinest of all eyes, And struggles with despair with ...
Wherever genius whispers, "Here shall be An immortality for men and time To worship," there the ages grow sublimeAnd break ...
I In days when men had joy of war, A God of Battles sped each mortal jar; The peoples pledged ...
Brightly the sun of summer shone, Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky ...
Doctor, you say there are no haloes around the streetlights in Paris and what I see is an aberration caused ...
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
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