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 ...
Change is the order of the universe.Worlds wax and wane; suns die and stars are born.Two atoms of cosmic dust ...
After the Hazara WarI lie alone beneath the Almond blossoms, Where we two lay together in the spring,And now, as then, ...
Winter was weary. All his snows were failing--Still from his stiff grey head he shook the rimeUpon the grasses, bushes ...
Oh what is fame! a flower that dies at eve, A golden mist that subtle fancies weave, An unknown star ...
In that fair capital where Pleasure, crowned Amidst her myriad courtiers, riots and rules, I too have been a suitor. ...
Oh, you young radicals and dreamers,You dauntless fledglingsWho pass by my headstone,Mock not its record of my captaincy in the ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
In that fair capital where Pleasure, crowned Amidst her myriad courtiers, riots and rules, I too have been a suitor. ...
Oh, you young radicals and dreamers, You dauntless fledglings Who pass by my headstone, Mock not its record of my ...
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