A Sketch (Fitz-Greene Halleck Poems)
HER Leghorn hat was of the bright gold tintThe setting sunbeams give to autumn clouds;The ribband that encircled it as ...
HER Leghorn hat was of the bright gold tintThe setting sunbeams give to autumn clouds;The ribband that encircled it as ...
The old days, the old days, how oft the poets sing,The days of hope at dewy morn, the days of ...
Wake: the silver dusk returning Up the beach of darkness brims, And the ship of sunrise burning Strands ...
The sky grew dull, the noon-day lamp withdrew, In even scale the saucy winds were hung; Sudden, dim flashed the ...
A wall and gulf for ever lie between,Not all that we may do through love or witCan quite avail to ...
I saw a tract of ocean locked in-landWithin a field's embrace -The very sea! Afar it fled the strandAnd gave ...
It winds along the face of a cliff This path which I long to explore, And over it dashes a ...
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
Wake: the silver dusk returning Up the beach of darkness brims, And the ship of sunrise burning Strands upon the ...
Christ is the bridge to God through His sacrifice the chasm is spanned the breach sealed for all time A ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep, And shall my soul that lies within your hand Remember nothing, as ...
In the mustardseed sun, By full tilt river and switchback sea Where the cormorants scud, In his house on stilts ...
I used to think a pot of ink Held magic in its fluid, And I would ply a pen when ...
He was an old prospector with a vision bleared and dim. He asked me for a grubstake, and the same ...
I saw the Greatest Man on Earth, Aye, saw him with my proper eyes. A loin-cloth spanned his proper girth, ...
Now Fireman Flynn met Hank the Finn where lights of Lust-land glow; "Let's leave," says he, "the lousy sea, and ...
How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise it ...
My hand, a little raised, might press a star- Where I may look, the frosted peaks are spun, So shaped ...
He came from "further out", That land of fear and drought And dust and gravel. He got a touch of ...
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