The Funeral of Time (Henry Beck Hirst Poems)
LO! through a shadowy valley March with measured step and tread A long array of Phantoms wan And pallid as ...
LO! through a shadowy valley March with measured step and tread A long array of Phantoms wan And pallid as ...
How wisely is the stream of life controll'dIn its mild course—exhausted, and renew'd;When toiling day its hurried tide has roll'd,Comes ...
Forever fair, forever calm and bright,Life flies on plumage, zephyr-light, For those who on the Olympian hill rejoice—Moons wane, and ...
June: 1857 Fourteen, all told, no more, Pack'd close within the door ...
FAR, far, far are my silver waters drawn; The hills embrace me, loth to let me go; The maidens ...
WE climb the hill; the mist conceals That valley where we could not stay; Surely this hill's crest, ...
Poor, lone Carlotta, Mexico's mad Queen, Babbling of him, amid thy vacant halls, Whose ears have long been heedless of ...
Forever fair, forever calm and bright, Life flies on plumage, zephyr-light, For those who on the Olympian hill rejoice-- Moons ...
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