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 ...
While I reclineAt ease beneathThis immemorial pine,Small sphere!(By dusky fingers brought this morning hereAnd shown with boastful smiles),I turn thy ...
A fairy ringDrawn in the crimson of a battle-plain —From whose weird circle every loathsome thing And sight and sound of ...
It is time (it was time long ago) I should severThis chain — why I wear it I know not ...
'Twas merry Christmas when he came,Our little boy beneath the sod;And brighter burned the Christmas flame,And merrier sped the Christmas ...
O lady! if, until this hour,I've gazed in those bewildering eyes,Yet never owned their touching power,But when thou couldst not ...
Not to win thy favor, maiden, not to steal away thy heart,Have I ever sought thy presence, ever stooped to ...
How grace this hallowed day?Shall happy bells, from yonder ancient spire,Send their glad greetings to each Christmas fire Round which the ...
I saw her, Harry, first, in March —You know the street that leadeth downBy the old bridge's crumbling arch? —Just ...
Another year! a short one, if it flowLike that just past,And I shall stand — if years can make me ...
I think that, next to your sweet eyes,And pleasant books, and starry skies, I love the world of flowers;Less for their ...
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 ...
Lily! lady of the garden!Let me press my lip to thine!Love must tell its story, Lily!Listen thou to mine.Two I ...
Two armies stand enrolled beneathThe banner with the starry wreath;One, facing battle, blight and blast,Through twice a hundred fields has ...
Rich in red honors, that upon him lieAs lightly as the Summer dewsFall where he won his fame beneath the ...
And if I ask thee for a kiss,I ask no more than this sweet breeze,With far less title to the ...
I've been haunted all night, I've been haunted all day,By the ghost of a song, by the shade of a ...
Yes, in that dainty ivory shrine,With those three pallid buds, I twineAnd fold away a dream divine!One night they lay ...
Draw close the lattice and the door!Shut out the very stars above!No other eyes than mine shall poreUpon this thrilling ...
So, they are dead! Love! when they passedFrom thee to me, our fingers met;O withered darlings of the May!I feel ...
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 ...
MOST men know love but as a part of life;They hide it in some corner of the breast,Even from themselves; ...
If I have graced no single song of mineWith thy sweet name, they all are full of thee;Thou art my ...
I thank you, kind and best belov'ed friend,With the same thanks one murmurs to a sister,When, for some gentle favor, ...
Most men know love but as a part of life;They hide it in some corner of the breast,Even from themselves; ...
Poet! if on a lasting fame be bentThy unperturbing hopes, thou will not roamToo far from thine own happy heart ...
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