Two Portraits (Henry Timrod Poems)
You say, as one who shapes a life,That you will never be a wife,And, laughing lightly, ask my aidTo paint ...
You say, as one who shapes a life,That you will never be a wife,And, laughing lightly, ask my aidTo paint ...
IHath not the morning dawned with added light?And shall not evening call another starOut of the infinite regions of the ...
'Twas merry Christmas when he came,Our little boy beneath the sod;And brighter burned the Christmas flame,And merrier sped the Christmas ...
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 ...
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 ...
That which we are and shall be is made upOf what we have been. On the autumn leafThe crimson stains ...
Are these wild thoughts, thus fettered in my rhymes,Indeed the product of my heart and brain?How strange that on my ...
I scarcely grieve, O Nature! at the lotThat pent my life within a city's bounds,And shut me from thy sweetest ...
Grief dies like joy; the tears upon my cheekWill disappear like dew. Dear God! I knowThy kindly Providence hath made it ...
I know not why, but all this weary day,Suggested by no definite grief or pain,Sad fancies have been flitting through ...
Hide, happy damask, from the stars,What sleep enfolds behind your veil,But open to the fairy carsOn which the dreams of ...
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