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 ...
THE BURGHERS.THUS did the prudent son escape from the hot conversation,But the father continued precisely as he had begun itWhat ...
HOW many now are dead to meThat live to others yet!How many are alive to meWho crumble in their graves, ...
Far off (no matter whether east or west,A real country, or one made in jest,Nor yet by modern Mandevilles disgraced,Nor ...
THE PRELIBATION To the SACRIFICE.ARGUMENT. Spes alit occiduas qui Sublunaribus haeret; Rivales JESUS non in Amore sinit. Quid mihi non ...
DEMETER PERSEPHONE HECATE HERMES In the vale of Elusis DEMETERHail, goddess, from the midmost caverned vale Of Samothracia, where with ...
I see a little group about my chair, Lovers of stories all! First, Saxon Edith, of the corn-silk ...
At twenty leagues they broke for some food,at thirty leagues they stopped for the night,walking Fifty leagues in a whole ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. A Consultation of Physicians. Dear mother, my time has been ...
IIIThe lads have all gone to the warsto serve in the Red Guard ~to serve in the Red Guard ~and ...
Canst be idle? canst thou play, Foolish soul who sinn'd to-day?Rivers ...
I work all day, and get half-drunk at night. Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare. In time the ...
Baby waits alone in sandy shallows lying, - wretchedly crying Dam marooned at sea aware her calf is dying precious ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
III Our sons have gone to serve the Reds to serve the Reds to risk their heads! O bitter,bitter pain, ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
Friendless and faint, with martyred steps and slow, Faint for the flesh, but for the spirit free, Stung by the ...
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
It is the longest night in all the year, Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born; Six ...
Had she come all the way for this, To part at last without a kiss? Yea, had she borne the ...
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