TO – (Raymond Garfield Dandridge Poems)
Though many are the dreams I dream,They're born within a single theme.The same kind voice I ever hear,Instilling faith, upbraiding ...
Though many are the dreams I dream,They're born within a single theme.The same kind voice I ever hear,Instilling faith, upbraiding ...
'TIS done--the night has pass'd away; And, basking in the sunny day, The laughing fountain's waters bear No record of ...
Ah! the pleasant time hath vanished, ere our wretched doubtingsbanished,All the graceful spirit-people, children of the earth and sea,Whom in ...
Muse of my Spenser, who so well could singThe passions all, their bearings and their ties;Who could in view those ...
STOP , lady stop, my wretched tale attend,And to my wants your kind assistance lend:So may kind fortune e'er propitious ...
YES, our Election's past, and we've been free,Somewhat as madmen without keepers be;And such desire of Freedom has been shown,That ...
(Of my Brother's infant Son, February 21, 1839.)I.THERE is a sound of laughter light and gay, And hurried welcomes, as ...
O the chatter, chatter, chatter, Of the things that do not matter. Little wordy things that clatter, Restless feet that ...
By the flow of the inland river, Whence the fleets of iron have fled,Where the blades of the grave-grass quiver, ...
How thin the veil between our eyesAnd angel wings in motion!How narrow the long ledge that lies'Twixt us and death's ...
The evening passes fast away.'Tis almost time to rest;What thoughts has left the vanished day,What feelings in thy breast?The vanished ...
PEACE! what do tears avail? She lies all dumb and pale, And from her eye The spirit of lovely ...
Betty Yack, of Mittyack, charming was and young;But Betty Yack of Mittyack, had a bitter tongue.And she married her one ...
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp'ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
When the wasting embers redden the chimney-breast, And Life's bare pathway looms like a desert track to me, And from ...
THE ORB I like is not the one That dazzles with its lightning gleam; That dares to look upon the ...
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
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