Jack Roy (Herman Melville Poems)
Kept up by relays of generations youngNever dies at halyards the blithe chorus sung;While in sands, sounds, and seas where ...
Kept up by relays of generations youngNever dies at halyards the blithe chorus sung;While in sands, sounds, and seas where ...
Is she not lovely! Oh! when, long ago,My own dead mother gazed upon my face,As I stood blushing near in bridal ...
Why of all the many races in the country where we live,Do we find so little union as the Negro ...
Males perverse, schooled to condemnWomen by your witless laws,Though forsooth you are prime causeOf that which you blame in them:If ...
The circling months begin this dayTo run their yearly ring,And long-breathed time, which ne'er will stay,Refits his wings and shoots ...
He offered but a poor defence,That advocate of mine;And yet, despite the evidence,The penalty was fine.The greater mystery it isThe ...
LOUISATOEMMA,HER FRIEND IN THE EAST-INDIES.THEE EMMA , four slow-circling years have seenPress, with thy pensive foot, Savannas green;Seen thee, with ...
THE CONFIDANT.Anna was young and lovely--in her eyeThe glance of beauty, in her cheek the dye:Her shape was slender, and ...
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
The pris'ner was at large indicted, For that by thirst of gain excited, One day in July last, ...
IAct first, scene first. A study. Of a kind Half cell, half salon, opulent yet grave;Rare books, low-shelved, yet far ...
ALAS, for the blight of my fancies! Alas, for the fall of my pride! I planned, in my girlish romances, ...
Artist! since it is confest,That of Painters you're the best;Prithee as thou dost excel,Draw the Beau as well as Belle;Draw ...
I but half uttered what I purposed, dear: I should have said that if divided grief Give to thy heart ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
YOUTH. AWAY, thou swarthy witch! Go forth From out my house, I tell thee! Or else I needs must, in ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Because I've eighty years and odd, And darkling is my day, I now prepare to meet my God, And for ...
The ghost of Ninon would be sorry now To laugh at them, were she to see them here, So brave ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes ...
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