Their Story Runneth Thus (Abram Joseph Ryan Poems)
Two little children played among the flowers,Their mothers were of kin, tho' far apart;The children's ages were the very sameE'en ...
Two little children played among the flowers,Their mothers were of kin, tho' far apart;The children's ages were the very sameE'en ...
They ask me to sing them a Christmas song That with musical mirth shall ring;How know I that the world's ...
A MysteryHis face was sad; some shadow must have hungAbove his soul; its folds, now falling dark,Now almost bright; but ...
When falls the soldier brave, Dead at the feet of wrong,The poet sings and guards his grave With sentinels of ...
My brow is bent beneath a heavy rod! My face is wan and white with many woes!But I will lift ...
Ah! days so dark with death's eclipse! Woe are we! woe are we! And the nights are ages long!From breaking ...
How swift they go, Life's many years, With their winds of woe And their storms of tears,And ...
Between two pillared clouds of gold The beautiful gates of evening swung --And far and wide from flashing fold The ...
There never was a valley without a faded flower, There never was a heaven without some little cloud;The face of ...
A baby played with the surplice sleeve Of a gentle priest; while in accents low,The sponsors murmured the grand "I ...
Just when the gentle hand of spring Came fringing the trees with bud and leaf,And when the blades the warm ...
Written in an Album.Pure faced page! waiting so long To welcome my muse and me;Fold to thy breast, like a ...
Be you near, or be you far,Let my blessing, like a star, Shine upon you everywhere!And in each lone evening ...
Gather the sacred dust Of the warriors tried and true,Who bore the flag of a Nation's trustAnd fell in a ...
Weary hearts! weary hearts! by the cares of life oppressed,Ye are wand'ring in the shadows -- ye are sighing for ...
The world is sweet, and fair, and bright, And joy aboundeth everywhere,The glorious stars crown every night, And thro' the ...
Sweet, blessed beads! I would not part With one of you for richest gem That gleams in kingly diadem;Ye know ...
Thine eyes are dim: A mist hath gathered there;Around their rim Float many clouds of care, And there is sorrow ...
I saw his face to-day; he looks a chief Who fears not human rage, nor human guile;Upon his cheeks the ...
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