How Lilian left Us (Epes Sargent Poems)
Bright issue of a midnight thunder-shower,The purple morning broke on tree and flower;'Twas early June; mildly the west wind blewThe ...
Bright issue of a midnight thunder-shower,The purple morning broke on tree and flower;'Twas early June; mildly the west wind blewThe ...
Not in this green retreatHowever beautiful, while Summer launchesHer odors and soft airs through swaying branches;—Though wild flowers court our ...
The curtain falls—closed is the Drama's page:Why lingers Beatrice upon the stage?Away, illusion!—this is not thy sphere—The sigh is faithful, ...
PALE ocean rock! that, like a phantom shape, Or some mysterious spirit's tenement, Risest amid this weltering waste of waves, ...
Ignoble hate, defeating its own ends!The act that meant dishonor, working glory!Could any mausoleum built by handsLift his sweet memory ...
Beside Missouri's swelling wavesAn Indian maiden knelt,And gazed across the shadowed stream,And through the forest's belt;And while the leaves about ...
The camp has had its day of song;The sword, the bayonet, the plumeHave crowded out of rhyme too longThe plough, ...
Night of the Tomb! He has entered thy portal;Silence of Death! He is wrapped in thy shade;All of the gifted ...
When the mild weather came,And set the sea on flame,How often would I rise before the sun,And from the mast ...
That I were in some forest's green retreat,Beneath a towering arch of proud old elms,Where a clear streamlet gurgled at ...
Again thy winds are pealing in mine ear!Again thy waves are flashing in my sight!Thy memory-haunting tones again I hear,As, ...
EVER at night have I looked up for thee, O'er thy sidereal sisterhood supreme! Ever at night have scanned the ...
Leagues of blue ocean are between us spread;And I cannot behold thee, save in dreams!I cannot hear the music round ...
AFTER a night of languor without rest,-- Striving to sleep, yet wishing morn might come, By the pent, scorching atmosphere ...
But, oh! the night—the cool, luxurious night,Which closes round us when the day grows dim,And the sun sinks from his ...
Thou say'st, my friend, 'twould strike thee with dismayTo be assured that life would not end here;Since utter death is ...
Soul of my soul, impartThy energy divine!Inform and fill this languid heart,And make thy purpose mine.Thy voice is still and ...
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