To A Poet, Painter And Musician (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Three Muses one day Had a serious fray,Concerning a youth who had wandered astray,And fast up Parnassus was taking ...
Anne C Lynch Poems (89 Poems)
Sonnet. Love (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Go forth in life, oh friend! not seeking love; A mendicant, that with imploring eye And outstretched hand asks of ...
Sonnet. On A Picture Of The Virgin (Anne C Lynch Poems)
If the young mother clasp, for the first time, The mortal child that earthly love has given, With a deep ...
Sonnet II (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Oh thou who once on earth, beneath the weight Of our mortality didst live and move, The incarnation of profoundest ...
Sonnet. A Remembrance (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Night closes round me, and wild threatening forms Clasp me with icy arms and chain me down, And bind upon ...
Sonnet I (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Oh! in that better land to which I go, Say, shall I know thee as I know thee here; And ...
On A Picture of My Father (Anne C Lynch Poems)
I strive in vain those features to restore To Memory's faded tablets, which on me, From the mute ivory, beam ...
To The Venerable General Gaines (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Though Time has silvered o'er thy honored head, And left some traces on thy gallant form,Upon thy soul no hoar-frost ...
To ________, In Obscurity (Anne C Lynch Poems)
In full-orbed splendor now the queen of Night, Among the stars walks in her pride of place,And how again we ...
Lafayette (Anne C Lynch Poems)
The wail of France comes o'er the sea, -- She mourns for thee, departed chief;And we, the children of the ...
From De Vigny (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Come on the sea, beloved, Fearless and free;Leave friends and wealth behind; Come, come with me.My bark on the water ...
To ________ #1 (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Within these leafless trees, That bare against the sky,Their naked branches rear; Leaves, buds, and blossoms lie.So beauty's myriad forms, ...
Evening Hymn (Anne C Lynch Poems)
On the swift flying hours Another bright day,With its tears and its smiles, Has vanished away.Thou who dost number Our ...
To ________ #7 (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Upon the sea of life, Outspread thy spirit's sails; --Go in thy genius forth, and breast Its billows and its ...
To An Astronomer (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Upon the Professor we'll waste not a glance, Since he has no eyes for us poor terrestrials;With his heart can ...
To ________ #9 (Anne C Lynch Poems)
They may talk of the eloquence famous in story; Of the names that through ages continue to shine;There never has ...
To ________ #3 (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Give me but the energy, That guides thy dauntless will;Give me but thy ardent hope, That no reverse can chill;Thy ...
An Apology For Sadness (Anne C Lynch Poems)
When, in the miser's eager gaze, His countless treasures lie,Then most his coward spirit sinks, With dread of poverty.And when ...
To ________ #4 (Anne C Lynch Poems)
This life is to thee like a region enchanted, O'er which thy rich fancy its rose-color throws;The hours as they ...
Durand (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Upon his canvas Nature starts to life, Clear waters flow, majestic trees arise, --The earth and air with beauty's shapes ...
To ________ #8 (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Thou dost not dwell in this dark world of ours, Where sorrow, want, and crime, and misery reign;Where famine stalks; ...
To ________ #2 (Anne C Lynch Poems)
I do not ask if an illustrious name Has shed upon thy birth its purple glow;Nor do I ask what ...
To ________ #5 (Anne C Lynch Poems)
In the noble army of Reform Thou art a pioneer;And bravely wields thy good right arm, The broadsword and the ...
To ________ ________ (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Like the river's current rapid; Like the lightning's flash intense;Was the rushing, fiery torrent Of thy fervid eloquence.And the multitude ...
Bryant (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Like the ancient Grecian marbles, Is his soul with beauty fraught,And as polished and enduring Is the sculpture of his ...
To Dr. _________ (Anne C Lynch Poems)
I know those subtle elements Thou dost administer,Have power to stay the parting breath, The languid pulse to stir.And not ...
To A Poet’s Wife (Anne C Lynch Poems)
She, who in lonely pride may wear The laurel on her brow,And sit beneath its chilling shade, Is far less ...
Cheney (Anne C Lynch Poems)
The Paint-King, envious of his cunning art, To him the tinted palette would not lend;So has he dipped the pencil ...
To Mrs. Kean (Anne C Lynch Poems)
Of those fair characters the bards create, Round which thy genius added charms has thrown,Of those sweet natures thou dost ...