The Sinless Child Part 6 (Elizabeth Oakes Smith Poems)
'Tis the summer prime, when the noiseless airIn perfumed chalice lies,And the bee goes by with a lazy hum,Beneath the ...
'Tis the summer prime, when the noiseless airIn perfumed chalice lies,And the bee goes by with a lazy hum,Beneath the ...
The loud winds rattled at the door-The shutters creaked and shook,While Eva, by the cottage hearth,Sat with abstracted look.With every ...
Untiring all the weary dayThe widow toiled with care,And scarcely cleared her furrowed browWhen came the hour of prayer;The voices, ...
As years passed on, no wonder, eachAn inward grace revealed;For where the soul is peace and love,It may not be ...
AN acorn fell from an old oak tree,And lay on the frosty ground"O, what shall the fate of the acorn ...
Then trim the lights, my strange, strange child,And let the fagots glow;For more of these mysterious thingsI fear, yet long, ...
Whilom ago, in lowly life,Young Eva lived and smiled,A fair-haired girl, of wondrous truth,And blameless from a child.Gentle she was, ...
'Twas night-bright beamed the silver moon,And all the stars were dim;The widow heard within the dellSweet voices of a hymn,As ...
To Portland.(From A Centennial Poem)O City of my heart! in dreams, Sweet dreams, I see thee as of yore,And catch ...
Mothers, out of the mother-heart, Fashion a song both soft and low,Always the same dear mother art, Rocking the baby ...
Alone we stand to solve the doubt,Alone to work salvation out,Casting our helpless hands aboutFor human help, for human cheer,Or ...
Sweet Eva! Shall I send thee forthWith other hearts to speak?With all thy timidness and love,Companionship to seek?Send thee with ...
Thou art not of earth, thou beautiful thing, With thy changeless form and hue--For thou in thy heart hast ever ...
Hope on, hope on, O restless heart! Though dark the hour may be--For e'en in all thy struggles know A ...
The Sabbath morning from the night awoke All sunshine crowned: rough men disdaining toil Had cleared their brows from work-day's ...
Alone, yet not alone, the heart doth broodWith a sad fondness o'er its hidden grief;Broods with a miiser's joy, wherein ...
Oh! river, gently as a wayward child,I saw thee'mid the moonlight hills at rest,Capricious thing, with thine own beauty wild,How ...
Thou poet-painter, preacher of great truth,Far more suggestive thine than written tomeLo, we return with thee to that vast dome,Dim ...
A simple thing, yet chancing as it did,When life was bright with its illusive dreams,A pledge and promise seemed beneath ...
And is this life? and are we born for this?To follow phantoms that elude the grasp,Or whatso'er's secured, within our ...
Still onward goes the barque- the tideBears it along where breakers foam and roar,And oaks unbending, riven, line the shore;Dense ...
I dreamed last night, that I myself did layWithin the grave, and after stood and wept,My spirit sorrowed where its ...
It cannot be, the baffled heart, in vain,May seek, amid the crowd, its throbs to hide;Ten thousand others kindred pangs ...
Thy mission is accomplished- painter- sage,Look to thy crown of glory- for thy browIs circled with its radiant halo now.No ...
Doubt, cypress crowned, upon a ruined arch Amid the shapely temple overthrown, Exultant, stays at length her onward march: Her ...
With no fond, sickly thirst for fame, I kneel,Oh, goddess, of the high-born art to thee;Not unto thee with semblance ...
Alas, the Spirit lingers, but its handNo more the barque sustains. The daring youthHas seized the helm, and deeper launches ...
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