Eighteen Sixty-Two (Marietta Holley Poems)
I.There's a tear in your eye, little Sybil, Gathering large and slow;Oh, Sybil, sweet little Sybil, What are you thinking of now?Push ...
I.There's a tear in your eye, little Sybil, Gathering large and slow;Oh, Sybil, sweet little Sybil, What are you thinking of now?Push ...
For the Reunion of the Bates Family at Quincy, August 3, 1916FAR away on the sunny levelsWhere Kent lies drowsing ...
How oft on Sundays, when I'd time to tramp,My rambles led me to a gipsy's camp,Where the real effigy of ...
Sloth (I)Too many a Samsan lip your teeth indent:Too many a Sybil girl you lure to makeThe Great Refusal for ...
John o' Dreams fled North, fled North, Led by a certain star,Till he came to peaks that he could not climb, So cold ...
Maiden with the gipsy look,Dusky locks and russet hue,Open wide thy Sybil's book,Tell my fate and tell it true;Shall I ...
SORROW, that watches while the body sleeps,Parted the curtains of the cruel dawnAnd glided noiselessly to her sad seatBeside my ...
NOW I've painted these flowers, say what can I do,To render them worthy acceptance from you?I know of no sybil, ...
THE FRANK COURTSHIP.Grave Jonas Kindred, Sybil Kindred's sire,Was six feet high, and look'd six inches higher;Erect, morose, determined, solemn, slow,Who ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
WHO INSISTED ON THE AUTHOR'S WRITING A POEM, ONMEETING BY APPOINTMENT WITH HER AND THREEOTHER LADIES AT AN INN ON ...
What deep wounds ever clos'd without a scar?The heart's bleed longest, and but heal to wearThat which disfigures it. ...
"FOR me, kind Heaven, a lovely Bride"Decked with your choicest gifts, provide!"In wisdom, virtue, beauty, grace,"All other Nymphs ...
OF strange events I sing, and portents dire;The wond'rous themes a reverent ear require;Tho' strange the tale, the faithful Muse ...
JONES plays the deuce with his grammar,Knocks time and tense into tin-tacks ;Brown, the big Visigoth, wielding blunt hammer,Mauls right ...
Say never the strong heartIn the consuming breathCries out unto the darkThe skinny death.Look! whirring on the rindOf aether a ...
Too many a Samsan lip your teeth indent:Too many a Sybil girl you lure to makeThe Great Refusal for a ...
What's the best life for a man? --Never to have been born, sings the choros, and the next best Is ...
Forgetfulness is like a song That, freed from beat and measure, wanders. Forgetfulness is like a bird whose wings are ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
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