Coquette And Her Lover (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
A "PETITE COMEDIE" IN RHYME.LOVER.COQUETTE! coquette! now, is it fairTo weave for me your magic hair,Binding me thus, all unaware?Till, ...
A "PETITE COMEDIE" IN RHYME.LOVER.COQUETTE! coquette! now, is it fairTo weave for me your magic hair,Binding me thus, all unaware?Till, ...
'Tis now the solemn hour when spirits comeTo alarm credulity—'tis now the hourWhen disembodied ghosts have awful powerTo burst the ...
From holy flower to holy flower Thou weavest thine unhallowed bower. The harmless dewdrops, beaded thin, Ripple along thy ropes of sin. Thy house ...
Methought that in a Burial-groundOne still, sad vernal day,Upon a little daisied moundI in a slumber lay;While faintly through my ...
I have crept forth to die among the trees.They have sweet voices that I love to hear,Sweet, lute-like voices. They ...
Oh! day of days! shall hearts set freeNo "minstrel rapture" find for thee?Thou art this Sun of other days,They shine ...
Sweet Dove! the softest, steadiest plume, In all the sunbright sky,Brightening in ever-changeful bloom As breezes change on high; -Sweet Leaf! the ...
AH, forest sweetheart! over land and seaI come once more, once more to stand by thee;My sylvan darling! set 'twixt ...
Someday I shall go West,Having won all time to love it in, at last,Too still to boast.But when I smell ...
One outlives her sympathies, and onemust drowse by day because her nights refuseto let remembering stop. She as in stoneimprisoning ...
SILENT old gateway! whose two columns stand Like simple monuments on either hand; No trellised iron-work, with pleasant view Of ...
I SAW where in the shroud did lurkA curious frame of Nature's work;A floweret crush'd in the bud,A nameless piece ...
THE Mind, from Reason's earliest ray,Till freed from her imprisoning clay,Her every power employs,The aerial form of Happiness to gain,But ...
I'm homesick for my hills again -My hills again!To see above the Severn plain,Unscabbarded against the sky,The blue high blade ...
in brussels, eye sat in the grand place cafe & heard duke's place, played after salsa between the old majestic ...
WHEN the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free In the silken sail of infancy, The tide of time flow'd ...
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