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 ...
IHath not the morning dawned with added light?And shall not evening call another starOut of the infinite regions of the ...
IThe despot treads thy sacred sands,Thy pines give shelter to his bands,Thy sons stand by with idle hands, Carolina!He breathes at ...
I saw her, Harry, first, in March —You know the street that leadeth downBy the old bridge's crumbling arch? —Just ...
Ho! woodsmen of the mountain side!Ho! dwellers in the vales!Ho! ye who by the chafing tideHave roughened in the gales!Leave ...
Whose was the hand that painted thee, O Death!In the false aspect of a ruthless foe,Despair and sorrow waiting on ...
Could I reveal the secret joyThy presence always with it brings,The memories so strangely wakedOf long forgotten things,The love, the ...
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