Storm-Bound (Hattie Howard Poems)
My careful plans all storm-subdued, In disappointing solitude The weary hours began; And scarce I deemed when time had sped, Marked only by the ...
My careful plans all storm-subdued, In disappointing solitude The weary hours began; And scarce I deemed when time had sped, Marked only by the ...
AH hapless maid! whose virtues, once thy own,The lustre of thy brilliants far outshone;Couldst thou awhile thy waken'd self attend,And ...
O love that is not Love, but dear, so dear!That is not love because it goes full soon,Like flower born ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
SUMMER passed by, and Autumn; Winter came With grey cold days and black unpitying nights, And many children gathered round ...
Sweet rural scene Of flocks and green! At careless ease my limbs are spread; All nature still, But yonder rill; ...
THREE times dark hovering in the east the nightChas'd with black misty wings the lingering light;And thrice the stars with ...
THE dauntless youth, with heart elate,Once more essays his chequered fate.As perils new he boldly tries,Behold a gathering ...
Adressed To Mrs. S.C. ChoateA Persian lady we're informed—This happened long, long years beforeThe Christian era ever dawned,A thousand years, ...
YES , even amid these wilds forlorn,Where, shivering on the naked spray,The drooping songsters seem to mournThe languid sun's declining ...
Time-morningA half-point Nor'ard from the West,A bluish-tinted spot of light,Now deep below, ...
(For Alden March) With drooping sail and pennant That never a wind may reach, They float in sunless waters Beside ...
Moments the mightiest pass calendared, And when the Absolute In backward Time outgave the deedful word Whereby all life is ...
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
Ye scenes of my childhood, whose lov'd recollection Embitters the present, compar'd with the past; Where science first dawn'd on ...
THE HEATHER was blooming, the meadows were mawn, Our lads gaed a-hunting ae day at the dawn, O'er moors and ...
THIS girl was sweeter than the song of swans, And daintier than the lamb upon the lawns Or Curine oyster. ...
'Twas at the Seige of Matagarda, during the Peninsular War, That a Mrs Reston for courage outshone any man there ...
Love is enough: through the trouble and tangle From yesterday's dawning to yesterday's night I sought through the vales where ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
It's the day of the ram and the head of the year Rosh Ha'Shanah at services I sat next to ...
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