The Last Of The Red Men (Mary Gardiner Horsford Poems)
I saw him in vision,--the last of that race Who were destined to vanish before the Pale-face, As the dews of the ...
I saw him in vision,--the last of that race Who were destined to vanish before the Pale-face, As the dews of the ...
I. 1.For toils which patriots have endur'd,For treason quell'd and laws secur'd,In every nation Time displaysThe palm of honourable praise.Envy ...
Ostracized as we are with GodThe watchers of the civilized wastesreverse their signals on our track Lepers of the moonall magically ...
1Thou hast made thyself famous in winning hearts,Also in the art of friendship and affection,Those eyes which are vigilant are ...
So spake Esaias: so, in words of flame,Tekoa's prophet-herdsman smote with blameThe traffickers in men, and put to shame,All earth ...
I had no God but these,The sacerdotal Trees,And they uplifted me."I hung upon a Tree."The sun and moon I saw,And ...
Weary of jangling noises never stilled,The skeptic's sneer, the bigot's hate, the dinOf clashing texts, the webs of creed men ...
IN her vast church of glimmering blue,Gray-stoled from feet to chin,Her dark locks beaded with the dew,The nun-like dawn comes ...
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
Lo, in the sanctuaried East,Day, a dedicated priestIn all his robes pontifical exprest,Lifteth slowly, lifteth sweetly,From out its Orient tabernacle ...
What means this gathering multitude, Upon thy shores, O, Galilee,As various as the billows rude That sweep thy ever restless ...
Hearken my chant, 'tisAs a Bacchante's,A grape-spurt, a vine-splash, a tossed tress, flown vaunt 'tis!Suffer my singing,Gipsy of Seasons, ere ...
St. Regimund, e'er he became a saint,Was much imbued with vulgar earthly taint;E'er he renounced the honors of a KnightAnd ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
1 AS a strong bird on pinions free, Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving, Such be the thought I'd think ...
Inside this northern summer's fold The fields are full of naked gold, Broadcast from heaven on lands it loves; The ...
I There was Claw-fingered Kitty and Windy Ike living the life of shame, When unto them in the Long, Long ...
To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames. A pane of glass was in his eye, and ...
God dwells in you; in pride and shame, In all you do to blight or bless; In all you are ...
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