The Antiquarian (Hattie Howard Poems)
Millions have been and passed from view Benignity who never knew; No aspiration theirs, nor aim; Existence soulless as the clay From whence they ...
Millions have been and passed from view Benignity who never knew; No aspiration theirs, nor aim; Existence soulless as the clay From whence they ...
From other men he stands apart, Wrapped in sublimity of thought Where futile fancies enter not; With starlike purpose pressing on Where Agassiz and ...
He was a man whose lot was cast, As some might think, in lines severe; In humble toil whose life was passed From ...
I love the woods when the magic hand Of Spring, as if sweeping the keys Of a wornout instrument, touches the earth; When ...
Ah, yes; why not? Is one more adventitious born Than others--shekels richer, honors fuller, and all that-- That he can pass his ...
Sometimes I long to write an ode And magnify his name, The man of honor, on the road To opulence and fame, On whom ...
Afar my loyal spirit stirred At mention of his name; Afar in ringing notes I heard The clarion voice of fame; So to his ...
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