A Vision of Poesy – Part 01 (Henry Timrod Poems)
IIn a far country, and a distant age,Ere sprites and fays had bade farewell to earth,A boy was born of ...
IIn a far country, and a distant age,Ere sprites and fays had bade farewell to earth,A boy was born of ...
You say, as one who shapes a life,That you will never be a wife,And, laughing lightly, ask my aidTo paint ...
It is time (it was time long ago) I should severThis chain — why I wear it I know not ...
Not to win thy favor, maiden, not to steal away thy heart,Have I ever sought thy presence, ever stooped to ...
It is a place whither I've often goneFor peace, and found it, secret, hushed, and cool,A beautiful recess in neighboring ...
Spring, with that nameless pathos in the airWhich dwells with all things fair,Spring, with her golden suns and silver rain,Is ...
The rain is plashing on my sill,But all the winds of Heaven are still;And so it falls with that dull ...
To-day's most trivial act may hold the seedOf future fruitfulness, or future dearth;Oh, cherish always every word and deed!The simplest ...
Whose was the hand that painted thee, O Death!In the false aspect of a ruthless foe,Despair and sorrow waiting on ...
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