Corsica (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
In Bordighera's groves of palmI linger at the close of day,And watch, beyond the ocean's calm,A range of mountains far ...
In Bordighera's groves of palmI linger at the close of day,And watch, beyond the ocean's calm,A range of mountains far ...
Thou art the music that I hear in sleep, The poetry that lures me on in dreams; The magic, thou, that holds ...
On the bare cliffs in lonely reveryI wait, and hear far off the smothered shocksOf billows plunging on the stubborn ...
WISTARIA in full blossom,-pendent spraysOf lilac shading almost into white,And golden green of foliage soft and bright!Well might one be ...
When the shy star goes forth in heavenAll maidenly, disconsolate,Hear you amid the drowsy evenOne who is singing by your ...
"Standing between the sun and moon preservesA certain secrecy. Or seems to keepSomething inviolate if only thatHis father was an ...
Father: On these occasions, the feelings surprise, Spontaneous as rain, and they compel Explicitness, embarrassed eyes-- Son: Father, you're not ...
I read last night of the Grand Review In Washington's chiefest avenue,—Two hundred thousand men in blue, I ...
UPON the barren, lonely hill We sat to watch the sinking sun; Below, the land grew dim and still, Whose ...
I sat by my fire in the night, in the night, The darkness grew deeper around me, The ...
Dark accurate plunger down the successive knellOf arch on arch, where ogives burst a redReverberance of hail upon the deadThunder ...
The passage of dead leaves in springIs like the aged vanishing.Amid the bustle and delightOf beauty thronging sound and sight,Their ...
When the shy star goes forth in heaven All maidenly, disconsolate, Hear you amid the drowsy even One who is ...
And an old priest said, "Speak to us of Religion." And he said: Have I spoken this day of aught ...
The long sigh of the Frog Upon a Summer's Day Enacts intoxication Upon the Revery -- But his receding Swell ...
A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork Without a Revery -- And so encountering a Fly This January Day Jamaicas of ...
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery ...
I hold her letter as I stand, Nor break the seal; no need to guess What dainty little female hand ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
I liked my little hole, Its window facing a brick wall. Next door there was a piano. A few evenings ...
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