The Last Of The Red Men (Mary Gardiner Horsford Poems)
I saw him in vision,--the last of that race Who were destined to vanish before the Pale-face, As the dews of the ...
I saw him in vision,--the last of that race Who were destined to vanish before the Pale-face, As the dews of the ...
During the siege of Bryan's Station, Kentucky, August 16, 1782, NicholasTomlinson and Thomas Bell, two inhabitants of the Fort, undertook ...
Onward rolls the Royal River, proudly sweeping to the sea,Dark and deep and grand, forever wrapt in myth and mystery.Lo ...
I. THE CAVEMANI live! And the scarlet sunrise is climbing the mountain steep,I live . . . And below, in the ...
Lonely was the blossomingOf the sad unwelcomed Spring;And Man, the slave of passions blind and brute,A wanderer in a world ...
Father! to Thy suffering poorStrength and grace and faith impart,And with Thy own love restoreComfort to the broken heart!Oh, the ...
(Written in her seventeenth year.)And this was once the realm of nature, whereWild as the wind, tho' exquisitely fair,She breath'd ...
I.TUSCARA! thou art lovely now,Thy woods, that frown'd in sullen strengthLike plumage on a giant's brow,Have bowed their massy pride ...
ITuscara! thou art lovely now,Thy woods, that frown'd in sullen strengthLike plumage on a giant's brow,Have bowed their massy pride ...
THE years are but half a score,And the war-whoop sounds no moreWith the blast of bugles, whereStraight into a slaughter ...
When you get tight in foreign lands You never need go slinking,No female neighbours lift their hands And say "The brute!-he's drinking!"No ...
In memory of Michael AllenThe height of one stall at odds with the next in your grandfather's byrewhere cattle allowed ...
Sing muse! of Saville and the direful dayWhen beauty fell, to ruthless hands a prey;And life a sacrifice to savage ...
And thou too, dearest sister! thou art dead!The pitiless archer once again has spedAt our small circle an unerring dart.Thus, ...
Here, from this little hillock, in days long since gone by,Glanced over hill and valley the Sachem's eagle eye;His were ...
Low in a deep sequestered vale,Whence Alpine heights ascend,A beauteous nymph, in pilgrim garb,Is seen her steps to bend.Her olive ...
Rest, warrior, rest! thine hour is past,- Thy longest war-whoop, and thy last, Still rings upon the rushing ...
THE CAPTIVE ESCAPEDIn the wilds of America. ADDRESSED TO THE HON. MRS O'NEILL. IF, by his torturing, savage foes untraced,The ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
So you're back from up the country, Mister Lawson, where you went, And you're cursing all the business in a ...
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