De Cunjah Man (James Edwin Campbell Poems)
O chillen run, de Cunjah man,Him mouf ez beeg ez fryin' pan,Him yurs am small, him eyes am raid,Him hab ...
O chillen run, de Cunjah man,Him mouf ez beeg ez fryin' pan,Him yurs am small, him eyes am raid,Him hab ...
Fast by his wild resounding RiverThe listless Coran lingers ever;Still drives his heifers forth to feed,Soothed by the gorrah's humming ...
It is written in the book that Man, when fifty, must leave thenoisy world, to go to the forest seclusion. ...
LOUISATOEMMA,HER FRIEND IN THE EAST-INDIES.THEE EMMA , four slow-circling years have seenPress, with thy pensive foot, Savannas green;Seen thee, with ...
"WHENCE are those tranquil joys, in mercy giv'n, To light the wilderness with beams of Heav'n? To sooth our cares, ...
Sweets of the wild! that breathe and bloom, On this lone tow'r, this ivy'd wall;Lend to the gale a ...
"A MARINER sat on the shrouds one night; The wind was piping free; Now bright, now dimmed was ...
I saw a famous fountain, in my dream, Where shady path-ways to a valley led;A weeping willow lay upon that ...
We stood together in that tranquil sceneOf moon-light loveliness;-its silent spellStole o'er the spirit with a soft'ning pow'r,Which might have ...
Think of me, dearest! when the Western star Sheds o'er the soft blue heav'n its lovely light;For know, that ...
Written on passing by Moon-light through a Village,while the ground was covered with Snow. WHILE thus I wander, cheerless and ...
Ere we can think of time—the moment's past—And straight another since that thought began:So swift each instant mingles with the ...
Into the moon-lit nightgo, oh funeral bier,telling the sorrowful knell.In the hooded sedanwith no mourners after,bearing my grieving heart.This night ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
IF chance some pensive stranger, hither led, His bosom glowing from majestic views, The gorgeous dome, or the proud landscape's ...
i walk the dream where the street breathes in the shadow of moon-light, the lovers night. oh, sweet love long ...
It is written in the book that Man, when fifty, must leave the noisy world, to go to the forest ...
Author Note: The story of the following ballad was related to me, when a school boy, as a fact which ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
What beck'ning ghost, along the moon-light shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade? 'Tis she!--but why that bleeding ...
It was moon-light, and the earth sparkled With new-fallen frost. It was midnight and not a soul abroad. Out of ...
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