A Story Of The Caracas Valley (James Barron Hope Poems)
High-perch'd upon the rocky way, Stands a Posada stern and grey; Which from the valley, seems as if, A condor there had paus'd ...
High-perch'd upon the rocky way, Stands a Posada stern and grey; Which from the valley, seems as if, A condor there had paus'd ...
"Great Mother of great Commonwealths" Men call our Mother State: And she so well has earned this name That she may challenge Fate To ...
* * * * * In those vast forests dwelt a race of kings, Free as the eagle when he spreads his wings-- His wings which never ...
We sat beneath tall waving trees that flung Their heavy shadows o'er the dewy grass. Over the waters, breaking at our feet, Quivered ...
Of their great names I may record but few; He who beholds the Ocean white with sails And copies each confuses all ...
Before this thought the present hour recedes, As from the beach a billow backward rolls, And the great past, rich in heroic ...
Behind me purplish lines marked out the town, Before me stretched the noble Roadstead's tide: And there I saw the Evening sun ...
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