A Student’s Evening Hymn (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
I.Now no more the slanting raysWith the mountain summits dally,Now no more in crimson blazeEvening's fleecy cloudless rally,Soon shall Night ...
I.Now no more the slanting raysWith the mountain summits dally,Now no more in crimson blazeEvening's fleecy cloudless rally,Soon shall Night ...
The sun comes forward in his purple robeFrom the dark chambers of the tranquil night!The smiles of morning gild the ...
1.In thy western halls of goldWhen thou sittest in thy state,Bards, that erst sublimely toldHeroic deeds, and sang of fate,With ...
SICK of the crowd, the toil, the strife,Sweet Nature, how I turn to thee,Seeking for renovated life,By brawling brook and ...
Jeremiah xxi. 9.YES the depth of gloom is over,Light is breaking on my soul,And the long benighted rover,Faintly views the ...
Spring is but another birth, From the grave of earlier springs,Which to renovated earth Other resurrection brings.God hath moulded all that God's Power ...
Where graced with many a classic spoilCam rolls his reverend stream along,I haste to urge the learned toilThat sternly chides ...
If I could doubt that, in another sphereBrighter than this, and ne'er to pass away,The renovated soul shall live for ...
Bright ball of flame that through the gloom of evenSilently takest thine aethereal way,And with surpassing glory dimm'st each rayTwinkling ...
Her little bark on Life's wide Ocean tossed,In the unequal struggle soon was lost,Severe its conflict! Much alas it bore,Then ...
Swept from his fleet upon that fatal night When great Poseidon's sudden-veering wrath Scattered the happy homeward-floating Greeks Like foam-flakes ...
IOne fairest of the ripe unwedded leftHer shadow on the Sage's path; he found,By common signs, that she had done ...
AT THE TOMB OF ARGANTYR. ARUNIC DIALOGUE. HERVA. ARGANTYR, wake!--to thee I call,Hear from thy dark sepulchral hall!'Mid the Forest's ...
THE dauntless youth, with heart elate,Once more essays his chequered fate.As perils new he boldly tries,Behold a gathering ...
"TO PALLAS. I.Hear, blue-eyed Pallas! Eagerly we call, Entreating thee to our glad festival, Held in the sunny morning of ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
HAIL! GODDESS of persuasive art! The magic of whose tuneful tongue Lulls to soft harmony the wand'ring heart With fascinating ...
We shall have our little day. Take my hand and travel still Round and round the little way, Up and ...
BEYOND where billows roll or tempests vex Is gone the gentlest of the gentle sex! ---Her brittle bark on life's ...
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