Pocahontas (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Where yonder moss-grown ruin lonely stands,Which from the James, the Pilgrim may survey,Stretch alway forth its old, forsaken handsAs if ...
James Avis Bartley Poems on Flowers (28 Poems)
The Princess Of Peru (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Far to the wilds of rich Peru,Gonzalo came--of pallid hue,Strange in these Western lands of night,Where nought, save woman's eyes, ...
Elfindale (James Avis Bartley Poems)
PART FIRST.Sweet Frankie lives in Elfindale;Where all the flowers are fair, and frail(Like her fair self,) a slender fairy,And like ...
The Lover (James Avis Bartley Poems)
SCENE I.--A WOODED MOUNTAIN IN BLOOM--TIMESUNRISE--ENTER LOVER SOLUS.This is my fair resort, the Summer SunIs rising there, the ocean gleams ...
Australia; Or The New Goldden Age (James Avis Bartley Poems)
In ancient days, in old, immortal Rome,Where virtues, surnamed Roman, had their home;When Virtue triumphed over Vice, and threwAcross their ...
Hours With Nature (James Avis Bartley Poems)
When smiling spring, an angel fair! Walks o'er the verdant plain,And breathes a soft and balmy air, From isles beyond the main:When ...
Watoga (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oh, think not that the polished breast, Only, can feel the fire of love,Pure as the flames that brightly rest In bosoms ...
Love (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Of woman was I born, and man I am.I come to teach the greatest, yet the most meekOf all true ...
Imagination (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Now fir'd imagination soars on high, and showsMagnific scenes. The first--a summer's dawn--A sky of purest blue--a golden seaBeneath--earth bright ...
Poet’s Enchanted Life (James Avis Bartley Poems)
THE ANGEL-CHILD.A fairy land of grass and flowers, And of the greenest treesA land of singing brooks and springs, A land of ...
The Water (James Avis Bartley Poems)
The water, see it, leaps from the mountain's high brow, Like a roll of smooth silver, and laughingly nowSee, it skips, ...
The Lovers (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Two lovers in the strength of life, Had built a beauteous home,Where tall, ancestral oaks uprose, O'ershadowing their high dome.He was a ...
The Heavenly Flower (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Now the final stroke is over! And the heart hath ceased its beat;And that form so palely beauteous, In a ghastly winding ...
To Bettie (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Give me thy heart, give me thy hand,Thy love, thy dower, thy goods, thy land;Give me o'er thee a free ...
The Holy Lady (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oh, Heaven hath given to earth some souls, Of rarest loveliness,Whose being's constant current rolls, The wretched still to bless.Well wishing Heaven ...
To Spring (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Hail, beauteous maiden, gentle spring! I see thee slowly move,On lowering wings, on yon green hill From yon blue fields above.Hail, beauteous ...
Spring (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Now, Mary fair, the Spring has come, Back to our fairyland,And buds begin to breathe perfume, The breeze blows sweet and bland;The ...
Lilly Lane (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Come to my calling, Lilly Lane,Like music falling, Come again.The earth is dreary, Sorrow's reign,My thoughts are weary, Come again.The flowers upspringing, Bring me pain,My ...
I Love Thee (James Avis Bartley Poems)
I love thee--oh! I love thee, With fervor, deep and wild,Thy beauty's charm most strangely, My spirit hath beguiled.I love thee--oh! I ...
O Bride! Speak To Me (James Avis Bartley Poems)
O Birdie! speak to me, Speak from thy silent grave;It doth not roll o'er thee, Death's dark and Stygian wave!Sweet! speak, I'm ...
She Would Have It So (James Avis Bartley Poems)
I loved her; and beneath the moon,We met among the flowers of June;I gave her my all, my love's rich ...
The Song Of May (James Avis Bartley Poems)
To mountains hoar and russet plain,A joyous sprite, I come again;With many a sweet and joyous strain,And break grim winter's ...
Love Without Hope (James Avis Bartley Poems)
I cannot cease to love thee, Coldest fair!Though pleading cannot move thee, And I despair.Thy beauty was diviner, Than the summer moon,And thou ...
Oh, Love! The Dew Lies On The Flower (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oh, love! the dew lies on the flower, And the stars gleam on the sea;It is the charm'd, the silent hour, When ...
The Flowers (James Avis Bartley Poems)
The flowers! the flowers! I love ye, flowers; Ye have a mystic voiceTo speak unto my inmost soul And make my heart ...
Susie (James Avis Bartley Poems)
A gentle maid, a dove-like soul, An eye that knows no ill;I met her from her rural walk, Upon yon grassy hill.Her ...
Love Song – II (James Avis Bartley Poems)
I love thee, oh! I love thee, As the sweet bee loves the flower,As the swallow loves the summer, As the humming ...
The Life-Land (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oh yes, there's a land, far away, out of sight,Where the fairest of flowers forever bloom bright--Where the groves never ...