A Prize Poem (Henry Timrod Poems)
A fairy ringDrawn in the crimson of a battle-plain —From whose weird circle every loathsome thing And sight and sound of ...
A fairy ringDrawn in the crimson of a battle-plain —From whose weird circle every loathsome thing And sight and sound of ...
They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead,That all of thee we loved and cherishedHas with thy summer roses perished;And left, ...
Stream of my fathers! sweetly stillThe sunset rays thy valley fill;Poured slantwise down the long defile,Wave, wood, and spire beneath ...
There is no death! The stars go down'To rise upon some other shore,And bright in heaven's jewelled crownThey shine for ...
A half-starved flock of little city strays,They sit expectant in the warm school-room,Lighting with their wan smiles its ordered gloomAnd ...
A FIRST walk after sickness: the sweet breeze That murmurs welcome in the bending trees, When the cold shadowy foe ...
THE FATE OF AINO.When the night had passed, the maiden,Sister fair of Youkahainen,Hastened early to the forest,Birchen shoots for brooms ...
WAINAVOINEN'S LAMENTATION.Far and wide the tidings travelled,Far away men heard the storyOf the flight and death of Aino,Sister dear of ...
TIMID strangers, I can fancy How amidst the hedge ye grew, While the gusty winds of Autumn Coloured leaves upon ...
"AH me! I know how like a golden flower The Grand Ronde valley lies this August night, Locked in by ...
IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth ...
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