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 ...
The shades of night were brooding O'er the sea, the earth, the sky;The passing winds were wailing In a low, ...
Fell the snow on the festival's vigil And surpliced the city in white;I wonder who wove the pure flakelets? Ask ...
A Memorial Wreath to C. F. Sorrow:A garland for a grave! Fair flowers that bloom, And only bloom to ...
'Twas the dusky Hallowe'en --Hour of fairy and of wraith,When in many a dim-lit green,'Neath the stars' prophetic sheen,As the ...
And "Happy! Happy! Happy!" Rang the bells of all the hours;"Shyly! Shyly! Shyly!" Looked and listened all the flowers;They were ...
My brow is bent beneath a heavy rod! My face is wan and white with many woes!But I will lift ...
Winter on the mountains Summer on the shore,The robes of sun-gleams woven, The lake's blue wavelets wore.Cold, white, against the ...
Waileth a woman, "O my God!"A breaking heart in a broken breath,A hopeless cry o'er her heart-hope's death!Can words catch ...
Each year cometh with all his days, Some are shadowed and some are bright;He beckons us on until he stays ...
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 ...
Poets are strange -- not always understood By many is their gift,Which is for evil or for mighty good -- ...
The olden golden stories of the world, That stirred the past, And now are dim as dreams,The lays and legends ...
The brook that down the valley So musically drips,Flowed never half so brightly As the light laugh from her lips.Her ...
Superior General of the Congregation of the Missionand of the Sisters of Charity.A shadow slept folded in vestments, The dream ...
Lost! Lost! Lost!The cry went up from a sea --The waves were wild with an awful wrath,Not a light shone ...
Weary hearts! weary hearts! by the cares of life oppressed,Ye are wand'ring in the shadows -- ye are sighing for ...
Some day in Spring, When earth is fair and glad,And sweet birds sing, And fewest hearts are sad -- ...
Sometimes a single hour Rings thro' a long life-time,As from a temple tower There often falls a chimeFrom blessed bells, ...
Some reckon their age by years,Some measure their life by art;But some tell their days by the flood of their ...
The winds are singing a death-knell Out on the main to-night;The sky droops low -- and many a bark That ...
The world is sweet, and fair, and bright, And joy aboundeth everywhere,The glorious stars crown every night, And thro' the ...
S. M. A.Gone! and there's not a gleam of you, Faces that float into far away;Gone! and we can only ...
Go, words of mine! and if you live Only for one brief, little day;If peace, or joy, or calm you ...
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