On Seeing A Dead Body of A Man (Janet Hamilton Poems)
'Twas night; I stood on yonder fir-crown'd height And look'd on flaming furnace, forge, and mine;The black-brow'd clouds with lurid fires ...
'Twas night; I stood on yonder fir-crown'd height And look'd on flaming furnace, forge, and mine;The black-brow'd clouds with lurid fires ...
Welcome! Oh, welcome! in thy course of fame—Through rolling clouds of smoke and lurid flame,Belched from a hundred murky piles—at ...
This is the hour they then foretold-- When earth, inebriate with crime, Laughed right to scorn, and guilt, grown bold, Knelt worshiping at ...
Daughter to the wind, snow-white butterfly,Inebriate with perfume and sunlight,Wandering from garden to amaranth,And from iris to fiery rose alighting.Blessed ...
The RECAPITULATION.And Pourtrait of a Heav'nly breathing Soul. Whoso delights to burn in holy Fire Of Virgin fair Theophila, Joy, ...
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
DEAR BEATRICE , with pleasure I read your kind letter;On the subject, methinks, there could scarce be a better:How vivid ...
KNOW this : that through all time past Love hasbeenSo sweet that none could perish and not liveForthwith again.Ere Persia ...
HIM, wounded, shackled, pricked with spears,they dragged and goaded through thetown.Up the soaked hill 'neath dripping boughs, acrosssteep ditches slipping ...
"THE breeze was hush'd; the modest moon-beam slept On the green bosom of the treach'rous wave; The lover Marli wander'd ...
From the tops of the iron ladder of hopes I announce my good news, From the valleys of ashes, corpses ...
IYoung captain of a crazy bark!O tameless heart in battered frame!Thy sailing orders have a mark,And hers is not the ...
Powder and scent and silence. The young dwarf Shoulders his lute. The moon is Levantine. It settles its pearl in ...
To paint this scene Elysian needs Words that in human speech are not : Suffice it that I here record ...
I AM inebriate with the sunlight's golden wine, And I would love with an insensate fury! Let me drain ...
Judge mildly the tasked world; and disinclineTo brand it, for it bears a heavy pack.You have perchance observed the inebriate's ...
INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE PITCHER Come, old friend! sit down and listen! From the pitcher, placed between us, How the ...
Winter is good -- his Hoar Delights Italic flavor yield To Intellects inebriate With Summer, or the World -- Generic ...
I taste a liquor never brewed -- From Tankards scooped in Pearl -- Not all the Vats upon the Rhine ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
ONE hour to madness and joy! O furious! O confine me not! (What is this that frees me so in ...
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