Fragments (Albert Pike Poems)
(OF AN UNFINISHED POEM.) Dear woman! star of sad life's clouded heaven,I dedicate myself to thee again; Fair woman! as ...
Albert Pike Poems on Friendship (15 Poems)
Fragments From “The Brigand.” A Poem. Canto I (Albert Pike Poems)
Bring the wine-cup, companions! and let it go round! At its bottom good humor and mirth will be found; Bring ...
EIIOΣ (Albert Pike Poems)
CHAUNTED BY JACK SAVAGE, AT THE LIFE-WAKE OF THE FINE ARKANSAS GENTLEMAN, WHO DIED BEFORE HIS TIME, 1859.(Occasioned by a ...
Fantasma (Albert Pike Poems)
I sit, unconscious of all things around,And look into my soul. Within it farThere is an image, dim and indistinct.Of ...
After Dinner (Albert Pike Poems)
To BEVERLEY TUCKER, ESQUIRE, GREETING: Dear BEV. this greeting goes to you across the Atlantic brine, From the little room ...
Shelley (Albert Pike Poems)
Only a few short years ago, there satA youth on one of old Rome's seven hills,Beneath a ruined temple, and ...
Taos (Albert Pike Poems)
The light of morning now begins to thrillUpon the purple mountains, and the grayMist-robed old pines. Brightly upon the stillDeep ...
When California Was A Foreign Land (Albert Pike Poems)
READ BEFORE THE NATIONAL CONVENTION OF MEXICAN WAR VETERANS, JANUARY 16, 1874. "WHEN CALIFORNIA WAS A FOREIGN LAND!" How many ...
Cruiskeen Lan (Albert Pike Poems)
Let the Statesman swarm like bees, At Receptions and Levees, And Diplomats the drawing-room adorn; Let Patriots grow gray, ...
To Ann (Albert Pike Poems)
These lines are to thee; and they come from a heart, Which hath never to thee spoken aught but the ...
My Sister (Albert Pike Poems)
And thou too, dearest sister! thou art dead!The pitiless archer once again has spedAt our small circle an unerring dart.Thus, ...
Every Year (Albert Pike Poems)
Life is a count of losses,Every year; For the weak are heavier crosses, Every year; Lost Springs with sobs replying ...
Re-Union (Albert Pike Poems)
Let us drink, together, fellows, as we did in days of yore, And still enjoy the golden hours that Fortune ...
A Dirge Over A Companion Killed By Oomanohes And Buried In The Prairie. (Albert Pike Poems)
Thy wife shall wait Many long days for thee; And when the gate Swings on its unused hinges, she, Opening ...
Jane (Albert Pike Poems)
She is not beautiful, but in her eyesNo common spirit manifests itself, So mild, so gentle, so serenely wise, Yet ...