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 ...
'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 ...
To Rev. Father E. Sourin, S.J., from A. J. Ryan; first, in memory of some happy hours passed in his ...
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 ...
My brow is bent beneath a heavy rod! My face is wan and white with many woes!But I will lift ...
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 ...
Only a few more years!Weary years!Only a few more tears!Bitter tears!And then - and then - like other men,I cease ...
I walk down the Valley of Silence -Down the dim, voiceless valley - alone!And I hear not the fall of ...
Purer than thy own white snow, Nobler than thy mountains' height;Deeper than the ...
The waves were weary, and they went to sleep; The winds were hushed; The starlight flushedThe furrowed face ...
A river went singing adown to the sea, A-singing -- low -- singing -- And the dim rippling river ...
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 ...
A land without ruins is a land without memories -- a land without memories is a land without history. A ...
Weary hearts! weary hearts! by the cares of life oppressed,Ye are wand'ring in the shadows -- ye are sighing for ...
Back to where the roses restRound a shrine of holy name,(Yes -- they knew me when I came)More of peace ...
Young as the youngest who donned the Gray, True as the truest that wore it,Brave as the bravest he marched ...
Forth from its scabbard, pure and bright, Flashed the sword of Lee!Far in the front of the deadly fight,High o'er ...
Sometimes the Saviour sleeps, and it is dark; For, oh! His eyes are this world's only light,And when they close ...
Some find work where some find rest, And so the weary world goes on:I sometimes wonder which is best; The ...
In the valley of my life Sings a "Singing-Bird",And its voice thro' calm and strife Is sweetly heard.In the day ...
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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