A Song (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Amid the tempest, wild and dark, Upon Life's troubled sea;One only star illumes the scene, With heavenly brilliancy.Oh! sweetly o'er the howling ...
James Avis Bartley Poems (135 Poems)
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, ...
Lines On Parting With—- (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Since Fate's tyrannical decree,Sweet friend, dissevers you and me,Now memory shall vanquish fate,And yield the bliss we knew so late.Yes, ...
Lines – II (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Far hath lovely Fanny flown, O'er the mountains, o'er the sea;All our peace with her hath gone, We are wed to misery.As ...
Blue-Eyed Ella (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oh blue-eyed Ella's face is fair,And beautiful her braided hair,As fair the feelings that do speakUpon her pure and placid ...
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 ...
A Portrait (James Avis Bartley Poems)
In those mild eyes, there is a lightWhich dwells not with the evil; andA calm repose upon thy features, whichSays ...
Acrostic (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Far hath beauteous Fanny flown, And sad Nature's drooping eye,Now declares her pleasure gone, Newly weeping from the sky.Yet, when she shall ...
To—- (James Avis Bartley Poems)
As some gay flow'ret brightly rears, Its head beside the pilgrim's way,And charms away his flowing tears, And glads him, with its ...
To Mis—- (James Avis Bartley Poems)
The flowers you gave, dear girl, will fade, Nor shun the common lot, to die;The thoughts they spoke, still undecayed, Shall bloom ...
Stanzas (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Hark! how the wintry tempest raves, Along the frozen plain--Dark, dark the lowering clouds above, And fast descends the rain.But, lady! now ...
On Hearing That My Love Was Angry (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Sweet love! and wast thou angry then, And did a lovely frown,O'ershade that brow of whitest pearl, That cheek of softest down?Nay, ...
On Hearing That My Love Was Proud (James Avis Bartley Poems)
And art thou proud, my darling love? Thus should it ever be;For beauty hath, the clearest right, Of sovereign majesty.Oh! art thou ...
Lines – I (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Oft have I heard thine accents steal, Like music on the air,Then quickly turned to see thy form, Sweet Mary! standing there.But ...
Epitaph For An Infant (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Sweet bud of life, God knew this earth, Was not a home for thee;He took thee, even from thy birth, To bless ...