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 Man (21 Poems)
Napoleon (James Avis Bartley Poems)
INTRODUCTION.If ye will walk amid the ancient wood,Ye will perceive the lordly oak o'erspreadThe slender shrubs, and shield them from ...
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 ...
The Angels Of Earth (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Angels of Earth! they soothe and bless The troubled soul of man,Bestow the most of happiness, They can.Angels of Earth--they are but ...
Blannerhassett’s Island (James Avis Bartley Poems)
On beautiful Ohio when you sail,And view its banks, forever green and fair,And feel the falling sunlight, and the galeThat ...
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 ...
Criticus (James Avis Bartley Poems)
The Southern Muse--so long with drooping wing,--The Southern Muse, alas! too sad to sing--Her fair head drooped and dim her ...
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, ...
An Hymn (James Avis Bartley Poems)
To him whose soul is locked and bolted fast, By lust and guilt against the entrance there,Of heavenly light; whose soul ...
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 ...
Virginia (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Thy soil, Virginia! is all hallowed ground, Made such by steps of patriots; thy high fame,Alway unto our ears, a glorious ...
Song (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oh! Love's the sweetest joy of earth, Love's keenest pang is bliss,And, like a wild, delirious bee, We hang upon a kiss:With ...
Hallowed Ground (James Avis Bartley Poems)
What bids the soul of man to gaze, Upon a spot of earth,As a sun of focal rays? The spell of human ...
Monticello (James Avis Bartley Poems)
'Tis true that when the god-like die, Their glorious monumentAre earth's great mountains and the sky, Their names with all things blent--But, ...
Song Of The Converted Heathen (James Avis Bartley Poems)
The sky to me did never speak, The sea rolled ever dumb,--Of him beneath whose wondrous power, Their mystic forms had come.The ...
To A Poet (James Avis Bartley Poems)
O poet, would'st thou make a name That ne'er will die,But be coeval with the lights In yonder sky?Strike not a single, ...
For Mary (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oh! may the brightest smiles of heaven That beam on men below,Still shine upon sweet Mary's path, Wherever she may go.May Angels, ...
To P.S. White (James Avis Bartley Poems)
What is the gilded chaplet worth, That decks a conqueror's brow?There is no conqueror on earth Of nobler kind, than thou,For bloodless ...