A Crushed Hero (Joseph C Lincoln Poems)
On a log behind the pigsty of a modest little farm,Sits a freckled youth and lanky, red of hair and ...
On a log behind the pigsty of a modest little farm,Sits a freckled youth and lanky, red of hair and ...
"Du hast mich beschworen aus dem Grab" I died; they wrapped me in a shroud,With hollow mourning, far too loud,And sighs ...
Napoleon died upon Helena's rock; -Round and beneath were piled and stored the waves,Might and fathomless. Atlantic's shockRecoiled, and through ...
In Bordighera's groves of palmI linger at the close of day,And watch, beyond the ocean's calm,A range of mountains far ...
From the Greek of Plato.Kissing Helena, togetherWith my kiss, my soul beside itCame to my lips, and there I kept ...
Of Hector's deeds did Homer sing,And of the sack of stately Troy, What griefs fair Helena did bring,Which was Sir ...
When the sea is still as glass,And the whispering breezes passOn messages from zone to zone, or waft from pole ...
Mine dear Kaiser,--Dose tings vas a fake, Ven you shtart oop dat untersea show Und already a ...
When the pale leaves descend From the high crowns of trees And the cold airs ascend To fill the wandering ...
JANUARY 18 , 1816. BEFORE thine Altar, God of Peace,Thy grateful people bend:Thou bid'st again fell carnage cease,And War's dread ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
"A Priest in Spite of Himself" "How far is St. Helena from a little child at play!" What makes you ...
I am the lover's eyes, and the spirit's Wine, and the heart's nourishment. I am a rose. My heart opens ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
It is full summer now, the heart of June; Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir Upon the upland meadow ...
'Twas in the year 1815, and on the 18th day of June, That British cannon, against the French army, loudly ...
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me ...
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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