Childhood (Henry Kirke White Poems)
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
NEW YORK, DECEMBER 3, 1873HANG out our banners on the stately towerIt dawns at last--the long-expected hour!The steep is climbed, ...
I. 1.Once more I join the Thespian choir,And taste the inspiring fount again:O parent of the Grecian lyre,Admit me to ...
Even like two little bank-dividing brooks,That wash the pebbles with their wanton stream,And having ranged and searched a thousand nookMeet ...
I."Through the summer day, through the weary day, We have glided long; Ere we speed to the Night through her ...
Now that the harth is crown'd with smiling fire, And some do drink, and some do dance, Some ring, ...
EV'N like two little bank-dividing brooks, That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams,And having rang'd and search'd a ...
Tonight, grave sir, both my poor house and I Do equally desire your company: Not that we think us ...
There is no sense, that I should write a line On such a ...
And must I sing? what subject shall I chuse?Or whose great name in Poets heaven use?For the more countenance to ...
And must I sing? What subject shall I choose!Or whose great name in poets' heaven use,For the more countenance to ...
When Phoebus, and the Nine harmonious Maids, Of old assembled in the Thespian Shades; What Theme, they cry'd, what high ...
More than any other down in the basement out thespian drive the words, motion our costuming the curtain over the ...
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