The Imprisoned Innocents (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
ONE morning I said to my wife,Near the time when the heavens are rifeWith the Equinoctial strife,"Arabella, the weather looks ...
ONE morning I said to my wife,Near the time when the heavens are rifeWith the Equinoctial strife,"Arabella, the weather looks ...
Oldfield's no more!-And can the Muse forbear,O'er Oldfield's Grave to shed a grateful Tear?Shall she, the Glory of the British ...
I cannot keep my purpose, but must give Sorrow and Verse their way; nor will I grieve Longer in silence; no, that ...
THE minstrel-king of Judah satAll in his banquet-hall,Richly arrayed in Eastern state,On a high festival.A Syrian slave stood by his ...
When now no more th' alternate twins are fired,And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze,Short is the doubtful empire of ...
ME , from the source of every comfort torn,Condemn'd in pensive solitude to mourn,Me, a devoted prey to pain and ...
Ah! wherefore should my weeping maid suppress Those gentle signs of undissembled woe? When from soft love proceeds the deep ...
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