Vale` – Father Pat (John O Brien Poems)
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
Cast on sleep there came to me Three Urgandas; and the sea In lost lands of Briogne Sounded moaning, moaning: Cloudy clad in awful ...
THE WAGER.Counter and Clubb were men in trade, whose pains,Credit, and prudence, brought them constant gains;Partners and punctual, every friend ...
Now that the gods are dead-where shall we find us a god?Myths of the Greek Olympus have sunk in the ...
I. PEACE to the odalisque, the facile slave, Whose unrespective love rewards the brave, Or cherishes the coward; she who ...
Love, show thine eyes, thy stature infinite; Thou child of ...
In the morning's light advancing, Forward bounds a gallant steed,Deck'd with Beauty's goodly housing, Shod with Youth, Health, ...
463I live with Him-I see His face-I go no more awayFor Visitor-or Sundown-Death's single privacyThe Only One-forestalling Mine-And that-by Right ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Tracks of rain and light linger in the spongy greens of a nature whose flickering mountain-bulging nearer, ebbing back into ...
By night we linger'd on the lawn, For underfoot the herb was dry; And genial warmth; and o'er the sky ...
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