The Sea-Gull (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The Legend Of The Pictured Rocks Of Lake Superior. OjibwayIn the measure of HiawathaOn the shore of Gitchee Gumee--Deep, mysterious, ...
The Legend Of The Pictured Rocks Of Lake Superior. OjibwayIn the measure of HiawathaOn the shore of Gitchee Gumee--Deep, mysterious, ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
The night-sun sails in his gold canoe,The spirits walk in the realms of airWith their glowing faces and flaming hair,And ...
Mrs. McNair Was tall and fair; Mrs. McNair was slim;She had flashing black eyes and raven hair;But a very remarkably modest air;And ...
I had rather write one word upon the rockOf ages than ten thousand in the sand.The rock of ages! lo ...
Lo the lights in the _"Teepee-Wakan!"_ 'tis the night of the _Wakan Wacepee_.Round and round walks the chief of the clan, as ...
Once Satan and a monk went on a "drunk,"And Satan struck a bargain with the monk,Whereby the Devil's crew was ...
Down into the darkness at last, Daniel,--down into the darkness at last;Laid in ...
The day of truth is dawning. I beholdO'er darksome hills the trailing robes of goldAnd silent footsteps of the gladsome ...
Call me not back, O cold and crafty world:I scorn your thankless thanks and hollow praise.Wiser than seer or scientist--contentTo ...
I am growing old and weary Ere yet my locks are gray;Before me lies eternity, Behind me--but a day.How fast the years ...
THE BRAVE FERRY-MAN[NOTE.--The great Sioux massacre in Minnesota commenced at the Agencyvillage, on the Minnesota River, early in the morning ...
"We've had a brush," the Captain said,"And Rebel blood we've spilled;We came off victors with the loss Of only a _private_ ...
Dust of the desert are thy walls And temple-towers, O Babylon!O'er crumbled halls the lizard crawls, And serpents bask in blaze of ...
Poet"Why this fever--why this sighing?--Why this restless longing--dyingFor--a something--dreamy something,Undefined, and yet defyingAll the pride and power of manhood?"O these ...
On the death of Captain Hiram A. Coats, my old schoolmate and friend.Dead? or is it a dream--Only the voice ...
Hark, the storm is raging high; Beat the breakers on the coast,And the wintry waters cry Like the wailing of a ghost.On ...
From church and chapel and dome and tower, Near--far and everywhere,The merry bells chime loud and clear Upon the frosty air.All down ...
Men talk and dream of better days-- Of a golden time to come;Toward a happy and shining ...
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