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 ...
(OF AN UNFINISHED POEM.) Dear woman! star of sad life's clouded heaven,I dedicate myself to thee again; Fair woman! as ...
The twenty-fifth had come; Peru awoke;One cry for freedom from her green hills broke,From her wide plains and valleys; and ...
A MasqueJAMES ALEXANDER WILLIAMSON: ANN WHITFIELD GREGORY: Married April 7, 1853. Annus Eighteen Hundred and Fifty-three. Annus Eighteen Hundred and ...
The silver horn of the advancing tide Had ploughed its highest furrow in the sand, And was retiring. Noon, with ...
THOU glorious mocker of the world! I hear ...
There was a sudden stir, Ages ago, on the Ӕgean Sea. With a loud cry, as of great agony, The ...
I sit, unconscious of all things around,And look into my soul. Within it farThere is an image, dim and indistinct.Of ...
Only a few short years ago, there satA youth on one of old Rome's seven hills,Beneath a ruined temple, and ...
TO APOLLON. Bright-haired Apollon! Thou that ever art A blessing to the world! whose generous heart Aye overflows with love ...
The light of morning now begins to thrillUpon the purple mountains, and the grayMist-robed old pines. Brightly upon the stillDeep ...
READ BEFORE THE NATIONAL CONVENTION OF MEXICAN WAR VETERANS, JANUARY 16, 1874. "WHEN CALIFORNIA WAS A FOREIGN LAND!" How many ...
Dear husband, raise me in thine arms,-the hour is drawing nearWhen I must part with thee, and these our little ...
TO DIONUSOS. I.Where art thou, Dionusos? On the hills Of some fair land afar, where sweet wine fills The clustered ...
The sun's last light is in the sky,His last warm breath is on my brow, Dark shadows to the mountains ...
For A FairPRINTEMPS.SWEET SPRING stands blushing 'mid the flowers, Heralded by benignant showers,And soft airs through the young leaves sighing ...
These lines are to thee; and they come from a heart, Which hath never to thee spoken aught but the ...
TO ARES. I.Great War-God! mighty Ares! Hear our hymn, Sung to thee in the wood-recesses dim Of dusky Caria, near ...
The sun is sinking from the sky,The clouds are clustering round the moon, Like misty bastions, mountain-high; And night approaches, ...
Sunset again! Behind the massy greenOf the continuous oaks the sun hath fallen, And his last rays have struggled through, ...
And thou too, dearest sister! thou art dead!The pitiless archer once again has spedAt our small circle an unerring dart.Thus, ...
TO POSEIDON. I.God of the mighty deep! wherever now The waves beneath thy brazen axles bow; Whether thy strong, proud ...
TO HUPNOS. I.Kind Comforter of all the weary Gods, With drooping eyelids, head that ever nods! Thou silent soother, that ...
She has sunken again into slavery's tomb, Like a thunderbolt quenching itself in the sea;And deeply and darkly engraved is ...
'Do YOU NOT KNOW I LOVE YOU? "-So you cried, And blessed my lips with kisses multiplied, Sweeter than those ...
Life is a count of losses,Every year; For the weak are heavier crosses, Every year; Lost Springs with sobs replying ...
The spirit in my soul hath woken,And bids me speak to thee again; And silence, many a day unbroken,Must cease, ...
Southrons, conquered, subjugated, Mourn your country devastated! Mourn for hapless, hopeless Dixie! Homes once happy, desolated, Church and altar desecrated; ...
Southrons, hear your country call you! Up, lest worse than death befall you! To arms! To arms! To arms, ...
Come, gentle Dian, show thy crescent inThe sea of fading light that floods the west:Sit, like a white swan on ...
October, brown October, with his slowAnd melancholy step, has left the hills And comes upon the plains. The wild winds ...
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