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 ...
It may be through some foreign grace,And unfamiliar charm of face;It may be that across the foamWhich bore her from ...
While I reclineAt ease beneathThis immemorial pine,Small sphere!(By dusky fingers brought this morning hereAnd shown with boastful smiles),I turn thy ...
It is time (it was time long ago) I should severThis chain — why I wear it I know not ...
My gentle friend! I hold no creed so falseAs that which dares to teach that we are bornFor battle only, ...
Lily! lady of the garden!Let me press my lip to thine!Love must tell its story, Lily!Listen thou to mine.Two I ...
We scarce, O God! could lisp thy name,When those who loved us passed away,And left us but thy love to ...
Why am I silent from year to year?Needs must I sing on these blue March days?What will you say, when ...
If I have graced no single song of mineWith thy sweet name, they all are full of thee;Thou art my ...
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