Ode To Hope (James Beattie Poems)
I. 1.O Thou, who glad'st the pensive soul,More than Aurora's smile the swain forlorn,Left all night long to mournWhere desolation frowns, ...
I. 1.O Thou, who glad'st the pensive soul,More than Aurora's smile the swain forlorn,Left all night long to mournWhere desolation frowns, ...
And sharp as sword's clash came the one word, "Wait!"Wait? He had waited years. The soft-eyed spring,Crowned with sweet daisies ...
Heart, my heart, thou hast found thy home! From gloom and sorrow thou hast come forth,Thou who wast foolish, and sought ...
AS in those lands of mighty mountain heights,The streams, by sudden tempests overcharged,Sweep down the slopes, hearing swift ruin with ...
Ay, thou has found thy kingdom, Yasin Khan, Thy fathers' pomp and power are thine, at last.No more the rugged roads ...
Where Hornby, like a mighty fallen star,Burns through the darkness with a splendid ringOf tenfold light, and where the awful ...
I Her violin!--Again begin The dream-notes of her violin; And dim and fair, with gold-brown hair, I seem to see her standing there, Soft-eyed and ...
Above her, pearl and rose the heavens lay;Around her, flowers scattered earth with gold,Or down the path in insolence held ...
'T IS now the hour of mirth, the hour of love,The hour of melancholy. Night, as vainOf her full beauty, ...
Oh, had I but the poet's voice to sing, Then would the music prisoned in my heart (Panting in vain its message ...
Knit, knit, knit, knit! See old white-capped Pussy sit, Fairly gray with worry and care, In her ...
Friend to the wretch whom every friend forsakes,I woo thee, Death! — Life and all its joysI leave to those ...
Through the city's narrow gatewayForth an aged beggar fares,None is there to give him escort,And no farewell word he bears.Heaven's ...
These things alone endure;"They are the solid facts," that we may grasp,Leading us on and upward if we claspAnd hold ...
Whither, whither, wearied dove,Wilt thou fly to seek thy rest?Beat with many a heavy storm,Where repose thy tender breast?Hither, hither, ...
Under the mountain, as when first I knew Its low dark roof, and chimney creeper-twined, The red house stands; and ...
THERE is no Rachel any moreAnd so it does not really matter.Leah alone is left, and sheGoes her own way ...
CLOWNS DYINGFIVE circus clowns dying this year, morning newspapers told their lives, how each one horizontal in a last gesture ...
NEAR yon bleak mountain's dizzy height, That hangs o'er AVON's silent wave; By the pale Crescent's glimm'ring light, I sought ...
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