Old (Ralph Hoyt Poems)
By the wayside, on a mossy stone, Sat a hoary pilgrim, sadly musing;Oft I marked him sitting there alone. All the landscape, ...
By the wayside, on a mossy stone, Sat a hoary pilgrim, sadly musing;Oft I marked him sitting there alone. All the landscape, ...
Through the valleys, softly creeping'Mid the tree-tops, tempest-tossed,see the cloud-forms seeking, peepingFor the loved ones that are lost.Not for storm ...
Sad-hearted spirit of the solitudes,Who comest through the ruin-wedded woods!Gray-gowned with fog, gold-girdled with the gloomOf tawny twilights; burdened with ...
The laughter of sleigh bells was heard on the lips of the snow stormAll day long, and passers were scarcely ...
Through the valleys, softly creeping 'Mid the tree-tops, tempest-tossed, see the cloud-forms seeking, peeping For the loved ones that are ...
Sad-hearted, be at peace: the snowdrop liesBuried in sepulchre of ghastly snow;But spring is floating up the southern skies,And darkling ...
Love is enough: through the trouble and tangle From yesterday's dawning to yesterday's night I sought through the vales where ...
Dawn talks to Day Over dew-gleaming flowers, Night flies away Till the resting of hours: Fresh are thy feet And ...
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