A Rapier (Justin H. McCarthy Poems)
MADE in Toledo, town of Spain ;Never a notch on its edge, nor stainOn its slender body, supple as cane.Straight ...
MADE in Toledo, town of Spain ;Never a notch on its edge, nor stainOn its slender body, supple as cane.Straight ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
IThe sister Hours in circles linked,Daughters of men, of men the mates,Are gone on flow with the day that winked,With ...
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer,Double-visaged stand the mountains in imperial multitudes,And with shadows dappled men sing ...
If I sit in the dustFor lauding good wine,Ha, ha! it is just:So sits the vine!Abu Midjan sang as he ...
MAIDEN OF THE RAINBOW.Pohyola's fair and winsome daughter,Glory of the land and water,Sat upon the bow of heaven,On its highest ...
SO you have come at last!And we nestle, each in each,As leans the pliant sea in the clean-curved limbs of ...
Dark lowers our fate,And terrible the storm that gathers o'er us;But nothing, till that latest agonyWhich severs thee from nature, ...
On the mountain's breezy summit, Where the southern sunbeams shine,Aided by their warming vigor, Nature yields the golden wine.How the ...
Friendship needs no studied phrases,Polished face, or winning wiles;Friendship deals no lavish praises,Friendship dons no surface smiles.Friendship follows nature's diction,Shuns ...
CCXXShall I not know thee in the life to be By something proper unto thee alone-- Thy look, thy gait, ...
When distance severs us, and we become As parting voyagers of divided lives, In whom no common interest survives, A ...
Even now the fragrant darkness of her hair Had brushed my cheek; and once, in passing by, Her hand upon ...
AN INDIAN LEGEND. (MAHADEVA is one of the numerous ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
On the mountain's breezy summit, Where the southern sunbeams shine, Aided by their warming vigor, Nature yields the golden wine. ...
Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill Which severs those it should unite; Let us remain together still, Then it ...
By this he knew she wept with waking eyes: That, at his hand's light quiver by her head, The strange ...
By this he knew she wept with waking eyes: That, at his hand's light quiver by her head, The strange ...
Vane, young in yeares, but in sage counsell old, Then whome a better Senatour nere held The helme of Rome, ...
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