Sonnets To A Friend: VIII (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Or Guido, where beneath the crown of thorns Love haloes the divinest of all eyes, And struggles with despair with ...
Or Guido, where beneath the crown of thorns Love haloes the divinest of all eyes, And struggles with despair with ...
No moon now blushes on the enamoured sight; No genial sun now warms the torpid lay Since February sternly checked ...
THE sky is clear, the voice is fresh Of waters beating on the shore,And nature to my heart her ...
" Breathe not a whisper here;The place where thou dost stand is hallowed ground;In silence gather near this upheaved mound ...
Here the scanted daisy glowsGlorious as the carmined rose;Here the hill-top's verdure meanFair is with unfading green;Here, where sorrow still ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind ...
Honor and happiness unite To make the Christian's name a praise; How fair the scene, how clear the light, That ...
Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat'ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
DOST thou not rise, indignant shade, And smile wi' spurning scorn, When they wha wad hae starved thy life, Thy ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
Charm'd by thy suffrage, shall I yet aspire (All inauspicious as my fate appears, By troubles darken'd, that encrease with ...
"Yes, LAURA, yes, pure as the virgin snow's "That on the bosom of the whirlwind move,, "For thee my faithful ...
UNFADING branch of verdant hue, In modest sweetness drest, Shake off thy pearly tears of dew, And decorate my breast. ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
Like the bright lamp, that shone in Kildare's holy fane, And burn'd through long ages of darkness and storm, Is ...
What large, dark hands are those at the window Lifted, grasping in the yellow light Which makes its way through ...
There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind ...
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