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 ...
O lady! if, until this hour,I've gazed in those bewildering eyes,Yet never owned their touching power,But when thou couldst not ...
It is a place whither I've often goneFor peace, and found it, secret, hushed, and cool,A beautiful recess in neighboring ...
I saw her, Harry, first, in March —You know the street that leadeth downBy the old bridge's crumbling arch? —Just ...
The rain is plashing on my sill,But all the winds of Heaven are still;And so it falls with that dull ...
Is she not lovely! Oh! when, long ago,My own dead mother gazed upon my face,As I stood blushing near in bridal ...
Two armies stand enrolled beneathThe banner with the starry wreath;One, facing battle, blight and blast,Through twice a hundred fields has ...
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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