To Dr. _________ (Anne C Lynch Poems)
I know those subtle elements Thou dost administer,Have power to stay the parting breath, The languid pulse to stir.And not ...
I know those subtle elements Thou dost administer,Have power to stay the parting breath, The languid pulse to stir.And not ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
About suffering, about adoration, the old masters Disagree. When someone suffers, no one else eats Or walks or opens the ...
THROUGH my north window, in the wintry weather,-- My airy oriel on the river shore,-- I watch the sea-fowl as ...
Take your Heaven further on -- This -- to Heaven divine Has gone -- Had You earlier blundered in Possibly, ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
On the Erie Canal, it was, All on a summer's day, I sailed forth with my parents Far away to ...
Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the wound In the throat, burning and turning. All night afloat On the silent ...
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
Dark HORROR, hear my call! Stern Genius hear from thy retreat On some old sepulchre's moss-cankered seat, Beneath the Abbey's ...
"Tuberculosis should not be," The old professor said. "If folks would hearken unto me 'Twould save a million dead. Nay, ...
I. "Another day, Ah! me, a day "Of dreary Sorrow is begun! "And still I loath the temper'd ray, "And ...
Adieu dear object of my Love's excess, And with thee all my hopes of happiness, With the same fervent and ...
The Triumph of Wit Over Suffering Head alone shows you in the prodigious act Of digesting what centuries alone digest: ...
Now when I have a cold I am careful with my cold, I consult a physician And I do as ...
As the night was beginning to close in one rough September day In the year of 1838, a steamer passed ...
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear. Calm comes from burning. Tall comes from fast. Comely doesn't come from ...
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