The Two Angels (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Two angels, as I grew up glad and gay From golden infancy,Were with me, walking all along the way On ...
Two angels, as I grew up glad and gay From golden infancy,Were with me, walking all along the way On ...
A pure sweet life, that came upon our earth,Stay'd for a space, and then went back to heaven.I know not ...
"Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, ...
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din, Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the ...
A sweet love-song, whose early touch— Ere yet the master-hand grew strongTo strike the chords that felt at such The ...
Nicht darf ich dir zu gleichen mich vermessen.— GoetheI know not how to sing a song to-day—Thou in the spirit, ...
Lying full-length upon the summer grass,And by the murmur of a summer stream,I heard the village bell, and turning roundTo ...
At God's right hand the angels stand In the courts of Heaven above,They bow with folded wings ere they fly ...
No book to-night; but let me sitAnd watch the firelight change and flit,And let me think of other laysThan those ...
A dream of youth has grown to fruit, Though years it was in blossom;It lay, like touch of summer light, ...
I sat—in church, of course—and heard The parson thunder forth his sermon."The text!" you say—well that's absurd, You ask me ...
The feeble infant, but an hour in life, Lay wailing in our arms, while on the bedSlept, like a faded ...
The great Lars Andersonicus, Who dwelleth in the South,Who hath the front of Grecian Jove And the heavy bearded mouth,He ...
I loved her when I was at school— So early Cupid flung his fetter;I fought my rivals, like a fool, ...
Like the songs I have heard in childhood Comes thy voice, O thrush, to me,And again in my heart leaps ...
Glory in winning a maid in the first wild heat of our youth, When heaven comes down to the earth, ...
Lucy is but a child as yet, And full of mirth and glee,But still in Lucy's eye is set A ...
Ah! often when coming from labour, When I hear the children play,There rises within me a vision Of the school-house ...
He sleeps beneath the violets,That grow above him like regrets,That he, so sick at heart should comeHere in the splendid ...
I lay where the winds were seeking The nooks of the streams they love;The shadows were slowly shifting With the ...
Sweet Jenny by the Solway Sands, Fair Jenny by the Cree;This rose that once lay in thy hands, Still speaks ...
Wherever genius whispers, "Here shall be An immortality for men and time To worship," there the ages grow sublimeAnd break ...
Thou gazest and the picture fades away Like visions after sleep. But unto thee One thing remaineth which thou still ...
When life is young, and dreams are sweet, And golden light is in the sky,And Hope, with flowers about her ...
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