The Monk (Archibald Lampman Poems)
IIn Nino's chamber not a sound intrudesUpon the midnight's tingling silentness,Where Nino sits before his book and broods,Thin and brow-burdened ...
Archibald Lampman Poems on God (15 Poems)
Winter-Store (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Subtly conscious, all awake,Let us clear our eyes, and breakThrough the cloudy chrysalis,See the wonder as it is.Down a narrow ...
The Three Pilgrims (Archibald Lampman Poems)
In days, when the fruit of men's labour was sparing,And hearts were weary and nigh to break,A sweet grave man ...
Winter Hue’s Recalled (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Life is not all for effort: there are hours,When fancy breaks from the exacting will,And rebel though takes schoolboy's holiday,Rejoicing ...
June (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Long, long ago, it seems, this summer mornThat pale-browed April passed with pensive treadThrough the frore woods, and from its ...
War (Archibald Lampman Poems)
By the Nile, the sacred river,I can see the captive hordes,Strain beneath the lash and quiverAt the long papyrus cords,While ...
Favorites of Pan (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Once, long ago, before the godsHad left this earth, by stream and forest glade,Where the first plough upturned the clinging ...
Abu Midjan (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Underneath a tree at noontideAbu Midjan sits distressed,Fetters on his wrists and ancles,And his chin upon his breast;For the Emir's ...
The Child’s Music Lesson (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Why weep ye in your innocent toil at all?Sweet little hands, why halt and tremble so?Full many a wrong note ...
What Do Poets Want With Gold? (Archibald Lampman Poems)
What do poets want with gold,Cringing slaves and cushioned ease;Are not crusts and garments oldBetter for their souls than these?Gold ...
Sleep (Archibald Lampman Poems)
If any man, with sleepless care oppressed,On many a night had risen, and addressedHis hand to make him out of ...
The Moon-Path (Archibald Lampman Poems)
The full, clear moon uprose and spreadHer cold, pale splendor o'er the sea;A light-strewn path that seemed to leadOutward into ...
The Return of the Year (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Again the warm bare earth, the noonThat hangs upon her healing scars,The midnight round, the great red moon,The mother with ...
Cloud-Break (Archibald Lampman Poems)
With a turn of his magical rod,That extended and suddenly shone,From the round of his glory some godLooks forth and ...
The Poets (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Half god, half brute, within the self-same shell,Changers with every hour from dawn till even,Who dream with angels in the ...