January, 1885 (Hattie Howard Poems)
These winter days are passing fair! As if a breath of spring Had permeated all the air, And touched each living thing With thankfulness ...
These winter days are passing fair! As if a breath of spring Had permeated all the air, And touched each living thing With thankfulness ...
CEDARS of Lebanon! Labyrinths of Shade, Making a mystery of open day; With layers of gloom keeping the Sun at bay,And solemn ...
Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life's morning skies, While hope's bright cohorts guess ...
Meantime, Arbaces with his captains sat, Anxiously waiting. Wherefore came not back Their heralds, was the wonder: but the truth ...
1660At last the long darkness of anarchy lifts, and the dawn o'er the grayIn rosy pulsation floods; the tremulous amber ...
Almightie Lord, who from thy glorious throneSeest and rulest all things ev'n as one:The smallest ant or atome knows thy ...
Whene'er mine eyes do my Amelia greet It is with such emotion ...
On Santa Croce's golden-pillared shrine, A thousand tapers pour their blended rays In one rich tide of radiance. Like a ...
Aflush from the far land of song he came To us;His harp was strung with fiery threads of flame, ...
A youth, impelled by a burning thirst for knowledgeTo roam to Sais, in fair Egypt's land,The priesthood's secret learning to ...
A Fable."WHAT can the matter be with the thermometer?Is it the sun or the moon or the comet, orSomething broke ...
O, how bright were those early summers When, like Heaven's own dazzling bow,All the rapt, deep life of the poet ...
YE Children of Man! whose life is a span,Protracted with sorrow from day to day, Naked and featherless, feeble and ...
Glory in winning a maid in the first wild heat of our youth, When heaven comes down to the earth, ...
Sometimes thou seem'st not as thyself alone,But as the meaning of all things that are;A breathless wonder, shadowing forth afarSome ...
Rich labour is the struggle to be wise,While we make sure the struggle cannot cease.Else better were it in some ...
You speak to me Of the long plunge and welter of the sea; Likewise you are Oracular Of its low ...
There was an Old Lady of Prague,Whose language was horribly vague;When they said, 'Are these caps?'She answered, 'Perhaps!'That oracular Lady ...
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
You, Doctor Martin, walk from breakfast to madness. Late August, I speed through the antiseptic tunnel where the moving dead ...
A youth, impelled by a burning thirst for knowledge To roam to Sais, in fair Egypt's land, The priesthood's secret ...
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