Poetry. (George Pope Morris Poems)
To me the world's an open bookOf sweet and pleasant poetry;I read it in the running brookThat sings its way ...
To me the world's an open bookOf sweet and pleasant poetry;I read it in the running brookThat sings its way ...
Love can not be the aloe-tree, Whose bloom but once is seen;Go search the grove--the tree of love Is sure the evergreen:For ...
Love thee, dearest?--Hear me.--NeverWill my fond vows be forgot!May I perish, and for ever,When, dear maid, I love thee not!Turn ...
Searcher of Hearts!--from mine erase All thoughts that should not be,And in its deep recesses trace My gratitude to Thee!Hearer of Prayer!--oh, ...
After life's eventful mission, In her truthfulness and worth,Like a calm and gentle vision She has passed away from earth.Lovely she in ...
Where is now my peace of mind? Gone, alas! for evermore:Turn where'er I may, I find Thorns where roses bloomed before!O'er the ...
When winter's cold and summer's heatShall come and go again,A hundred years will be completeSince Marion crossed the main,And brought ...
Joyous the carol that rings in the mountains,While the cleared vales are refreshed by the fountains--After the harvest the cheerful ...
'Twas in the flush of summer-time, Some twenty years or more,When Ernest lost his way, and crossed The threshold of our door.I'll ...
Fare thee well, love!--We must sever!Nor for years, love; but for ever!We must meet no more--or onlyMeet as strangers--sad and ...
Here upon the mountain-side Till now we met together;Here I won my woodland bride, In flush of summer weather.Green was then the ...
I glory in the sagesWho, in the days of yore,In combat met the foemen,And drove them from our shore.Who flung ...
William was holding in his handThe likeness of his wife!Fresh, as if touched by fairy wand,With beauty, grace, and life.He ...
Upon the couch of death, The champion of the free,Gave, with his parting breath, This solemn legacy:--"Sheathed be the battle-blade, "And hushed the ...
When other friends are round thee,And other hearts are thine--When other bays have crowned thee,More fresh and green than mine--Then ...
Come to me in cherry-time, And, as twilight closes,We will have a merry time, Here among the roses!When the breezes crisp the ...
The heart that owns thy tyrant sway, Whate'er its hopes may be,Is like a bark that drifts away Upon a shoreless sea!No ...
My Mary's voice!--It is the hourShe promised to be here:Taught by love's mysterious power,I know that she is near.I hear ...
"Lord of the castle! oh, where goest thou?Why is the triumph of pride on thy brow?""Pilgrim, my bridal awaits me ...
You remember--don't you, brother-- In our early years,The counsels of our poor, dear mother, And her hopes and fears?She told us to ...
Love comes and goes like a spell!How, no one knows, nor can tell!Now here--now there--then away!None dreameth where!--Well-a-day!Love should be ...
He was the pulse-beat of true hearts, The love-light of fond eyes:When such a man from earth departs, 'Tis the survivor dies. ...
All that's beautiful in woman, All we in her nature love,All that's good in all that's human, Passed this gate to courts ...
'Tis the opinion of the town That Grim's a silly elf:In trying to write Clinton down, He went RIGHT DOWN HIMSELF. (George ...
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