Contemplation (Nathaniel Parker Willis Poems)
'They are all up--the innumerable stars-- And hold their place in heaven. My eyes have been Searching the pearly depths through which ...
'They are all up--the innumerable stars-- And hold their place in heaven. My eyes have been Searching the pearly depths through which ...
TOKEN Of friendship true and tried,From one whose fiery heart of youthWith mine has beaten, side by side,For Liberty and ...
SHE rose amid the Nations, tall and fair, The wide South seas kissed at her garment hem, Lights of new ...
Round us, o'er us, is there aughtWhich can fill our highest thought; Aught which may deserve to beWith our noblest aims ...
When to the garden of untroubled thought I came of late, and saw the open door, And wished again to enter, and ...
On Tampa's hights gray rose the battlements:A summer's day had gone out in the west;The conflagration in the elementsWas ended, ...
I O tranquil meadows, grassy Tantramar, Wide marshes ever washed in clearest air, Whether beneath the ...
'TWIXT ancient Beersheba and Dan Another such a caravan Dazed Palestine had never seen As that which bore Sabea's queen ...
A Weaver sat before his loom,The shuttle flinging fast,And to his web a thread of doomWas added at each cast.His ...
O FLOWERS of the garden, of skilled and human care,Sweet heliotrope, and violet, and orchid frail and fair,Pour out your ...
He shone in the senate, the camp, and the grove,The mirror of manhood, the darling of love. He fought for ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, How the handsome Yenadizze Danced at Hiawatha's wedding; How the gentle Chibiabos, He the sweetest ...
SAY not the Poet dies! Though in the dust he lies, He cannot forfeit his melodious breath, Unsphered by envious ...
When to the garden of untroubled thought I came of late, and saw the open door, And wished again to ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
WHEN the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free In the silken sail of infancy, The tide of time flow'd ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
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