Hyperion (Alice Cary Poems)
In the May woods alone -- yet not alone,For unsubstantial beings near me tread --At times I hear them piteously ...
In the May woods alone -- yet not alone,For unsubstantial beings near me tread --At times I hear them piteously ...
The years have sped since first we met, Here, in the city's toil and roar;Brief space in looking back, and ...
"Sleep, love, sleep! The dusty day is done. Lo! from afar the freshening breezes sweep Wide over groves of balm, ...
IT has taken all time for that wave to swell,Low-ridged, from the ocean over the bay.While cEons withered and nations ...
In the soft sunny regions that circle the waistOf the globe with a girdle of topaz and gold,Which heave with ...
"YOU tell me, fair one, that you ne'er can love, And seem with scorn to mock the dangerous fire; But ...
The hour when Fancy, and Remembrance, weaveTheir fairest tissue of enchanted dreams. Twilight! still season of deep communings,And holiest hopes, ...
By an unknown Hand. IN ANSWER TO HER LINES INTITLED 'THE PHILOSOPHER.' 'TIS not indiff'rent, I would have you prove; ...
Two loves came up a long, wide aisle, And knelt at a low, white gate;One -- tender and true, with ...
How many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through England's primrose meadow-paths, their way Towards spire and tower, 'midst shadowy ...
Oh! river, gently as a wayward child,I saw thee'mid the moonlight hills at rest,Capricious thing, with thine own beauty wild,How ...
Great master! Boyish, sympathetic man! Whose orbed and ripened genius lightly hung From life's slim, twisted tendril and there swung ...
I look into my glass, And view my wasting skin, And say, "Would God it came to pass My heart ...
WAE is my heart, and the tear's in my e'e; Lang, lang has Joy been a stranger to me: Forsaken ...
1. Then the Inhabitants of those Cities: Felt their Nerves change into Marrow And hardening Bones began In swift diseases ...
1 WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the ...
And wilt thou, faithless one, then, leave me, With all thy magic phantasy,-- With all the thoughts that joy or ...
He woke; the clank and racket of the train Kept time with angry throbbings in his brain. Then for a ...
MINE eyes were swift to know thee, and my heart As swift to love. I did become at once Thine ...
A True Incident of Pre-Revolutionary French History. Now the lovely autumn morning breathes its freshness in earth's face, In the ...
O say, thou wild, thou oft deceived heart, What mean these noisy throbbings in my breast? After thy long, unutterable ...
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