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, ...
Father Keeler died February 28, 1880, in Mobile, Ala. - Inscribed to his ...
A Memorial Wreath to C. F. Sorrow:A garland for a grave! Fair flowers that bloom, And only bloom to ...
From the mystic sidereal spaces,In the noon of a night 'mid of May,Came a spirit that murmured to me --Or ...
Thou art sleeping, brother, sleeping In thy lonely battle grave;Shadows o'er the past are creeping,Death, the reaper, still is reaping,Years ...
One idle day --A mile or so of sunlit waves off shore -- In a breezeless bay, We ...
Winter on the mountains Summer on the shore,The robes of sun-gleams woven, The lake's blue wavelets wore.Cold, white, against the ...
Ah! days so dark with death's eclipse! Woe are we! woe are we! And the nights are ages long!From breaking ...
Only a few more years!Weary years!Only a few more tears!Bitter tears!And then - and then - like other men,I cease ...
Go down where the wavelets are kissing the shore,And ask of them why do they sigh?The poets have asked them ...
Strange Sea! why is it that you never rest? And tell me why you never go to sleep?Thou art like ...
Deep in the dark I hear the feet of God:He walks the world; He puts His holy handOn every sleeper ...
The waves were weary, and they went to sleep; The winds were hushed; The starlight flushedThe furrowed face ...
Superior General of the Congregation of the Missionand of the Sisters of Charity.A shadow slept folded in vestments, The dream ...
Gather the sacred dust Of the warriors tried and true,Who bore the flag of a Nation's trustAnd fell in a ...
Better than grandeur, better than gold,Than rank and titles a thousand fold,Is a healthy body and a mind at ease,And ...
Some reckon their age by years,Some measure their life by art;But some tell their days by the flood of their ...
Forth from its scabbard, pure and bright, Flashed the sword of Lee!Far in the front of the deadly fight,High o'er ...
Do we weep for the heroes who died for us,Who living were true and tried for us,And dying sleep side ...
The winds are singing a death-knell Out on the main to-night;The sky droops low -- and many a bark That ...
Some find work where some find rest, And so the weary world goes on:I sometimes wonder which is best; The ...
The moan of a wintry soul Melted into a summer song,And the words, like the wavelet's roll, Moved murmuringly along.And ...
They come to ev'ry life -- sad, sunless days, With not a light all o'er their clouded skies;And thro' the ...
Over the silent sea of sleep, Far away! far away! Over a strange and starlit deep Where the beautiful shadows ...
S. M. A.Gone! and there's not a gleam of you, Faces that float into far away;Gone! and we can only ...
O Songs! I said:"Stop sounding in my soulJust for a little while and let me sleep,Resting my head on the ...
The Poet is the loneliest man that lives; Ah me! God makes him so -- The sea hath its ebb ...
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