Metabole. (Alfred Castner King Poems)
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
I stood upon a crowded thoroughfare,Within a city's confines, where were metAll classes and conditions, and surveyed,From a secluded niche ...
St. Regimund, e'er he became a saint,Was much imbued with vulgar earthly taint;E'er he renounced the honors of a KnightAnd ...
Within a vale in distant Saxony, In time uncertain, though 'twas long ago.There dwelt a woman, most unhappily, From borrowed ...
O! Sun, resplendent in the smiling morn, As thou dost view the wastes of earth and sky,Canst thou behold the ...
What anguish rankled 'neath that silent breast? What spectral figures mocked those staring eyes, Luring them on to Stygian mysteries?What ...
There is the warm, congenial smile, Benign, and honest, too,Free from deception, fraud, and guile; The smile of friendship true.There ...
They say that all nature is smiling and gay, And the birds the most happy of all,But the sparrow, pursued ...
For some the river of life would seem Free from the shallow, the reef, or bar,As they gently glide down ...
O, a beautiful thing is the flower that fadeth, And perishing, smiles on the chill autumn wind;A sweet desolation its ...
Deprive this strange and complex world Of all the charms of art;Deprive it of those sweeter joys Which music doth ...
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