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 ...
Fell the snow on the festival's vigil And surpliced the city in white;I wonder who wove the pure flakelets? Ask ...
The shades of night were brooding O'er the sea, the earth, the sky;The passing winds were wailing In a low, ...
When falls the soldier brave, Dead at the feet of wrong,The poet sings and guards his grave With sentinels of ...
Father Keeler died February 28, 1880, in Mobile, Ala. - Inscribed to his ...
From the mystic sidereal spaces,In the noon of a night 'mid of May,Came a spirit that murmured to me --Or ...
To Rev. Father E. Sourin, S.J., from A. J. Ryan; first, in memory of some happy hours passed in his ...
One idle day --A mile or so of sunlit waves off shore -- In a breezeless bay, We ...
My brow is bent beneath a heavy rod! My face is wan and white with many woes!But I will lift ...
A Night Prayer Dark! Dark! Dark!The sun is set; the day is dead: Thy Feast has fled;My eyes ...
Unroll Erin's flag! fling its folds to the breeze!Let it float o'er the land, let it flash o'er the seas!Lift ...
Nature is but the outward vestibuleWhich God has placed before an unseen shrine,The Visible is but a fair, bright valeThat ...
I sit to-night by the firelight, And I look at the glowing flame,And I see in the bright red flashes ...
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 ...
First champion of the Crucified! Who, when the fight beganBetween the Church and worldly prideSo nobly fought, so nobly died, ...
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 ...
Only a few more years!Weary years!Only a few more tears!Bitter tears!And then - and then - like other men,I cease ...
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 ...
When I am dead, and all will soon forget My words, and face, and ways --I, somehow, think I'll walk ...
Strange Sea! why is it that you never rest? And tell me why you never go to sleep?Thou art like ...
Purer than thy own white snow, Nobler than thy mountains' height;Deeper than the ...
Deep in the dark I hear the feet of God:He walks the world; He puts His holy handOn every sleeper ...
What ails the world? the poet cried; "And why does death walk everywhere? And why do tears fall anywhere? And ...
Just when the gentle hand of spring Came fringing the trees with bud and leaf,And when the blades the warm ...
The waves were weary, and they went to sleep; The winds were hushed; The starlight flushedThe furrowed face ...
Dreary! weary! Weary! dreary!Sighs my soul this lonely night. Farewell gladness! Welcome sadness!Vanished are my visions bright. Stars are shining! ...
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