A heine love song (Eugene Field Poem)
The image of the moon at night All trembling in the ocean lies, But she, with calm and steadfast light, ...
The image of the moon at night All trembling in the ocean lies, But she, with calm and steadfast light, ...
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise ...
Through ev'ry Age some Tyrant Passion reigns: Now Love prevails, and now Ambition gains Reason's lost Throne, and sov'reign Rule ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: ...
'O WHICH is the last rose?' A blossom of no name. At midnight the snow came; At daybreak a vast ...
Under Grand Central's tattered vault --maybe half a dozen electric stars still lit-- one saxophone blew, and a sheer black ...
They lie in parallel rows, on ice, head to tail, each a foot of luminosity barred with black bands, which ...
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
The fire of love was burning, yet so low That in the dark we scarce could see its rays, And ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
Our lives were founded on this rock, this Jessie of Gibraltar Whose unfailing love endured beyond her ample nursing, And ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
Out of the seething cauldron of my woes, Where sweets and salt and bitterness I flung; Where charmed music gathered ...
Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act? Without its climax, death, what savour hath Life? an impeccable ...
Out of the seething cauldron of my woes, Where sweets and salt and bitterness I flung; Where charmed music gathered ...
Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act? Without its climax, death, what savour hath Life? an impeccable ...
Upon the road of my life, Passed me many fair creatures, Clothed all in white, and radiant. To one, finally, ...
Walking in the sky, A man in strange black garb Encountered a radiant form. Then his steps were eager; Bowed ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
What is she writing? Watch her now, How fast her fingers move ! How eagerly her youthful brow Is bent ...
Oh, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! Oh, thy ...
O, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! O, thy ...
The stars, a jolly company, I envied, straying late and lonely; And cried upon their revelry: "O white companionship! You ...
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
They sleep within. . . . I cower to the earth, I waking, I only. High and cold thou dreamest, ...
When the white flame in us is gone, And we that lost the world's delight Stiffen in darkness, left alone ...
How can we find? how can we rest? how can We, being gods, win joy, or peace, being man? We, ...
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