Fidelity (Jared Barhite Poems)
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
I have often thought there's a power Unknown to science or art, That opens and closes the portals That lead to the human ...
And so another week has gone, And I once more am left alone Within my silent room; My mind is worn by fervent ...
After forty years. Sacred these walls wherein I find Myself inclosed once more; Here in youth's pride my ardent mind On nightly tasks would ...
Beautiful, beautiful Horicon! Over thy waters so blue, Sunshine and shadow in silence flit on, Painting fresh scenes on the ecstatic view. Blue are ...
To me comes a voice that none other Hath power to hear or to know, Its cadence so sweet and consoling Is a ...
I've been charmed by many a picture, That has brought its master renown; I have looked on beautiful valleys From the mountain's lofty ...
Beneath the shade deep in a dell, Where fairy spirits ever dwell,-- Away from haunts of men, A living thing of godlike birth, By ...
An alarm is sounding through the land That tells of a stronger foe Than that which marched on Lexington, To strike a fatal ...
When on mountain road I travel, Stained with dust and dirt and gravel, In cool shade I sit me down; Oft I see ...
Sometimes our soul within us burns To see dark Ignorance aspire To move toward light a mind that yearns For knowledge that may ...
I sit when the shadows are stealing The light of departing day, And think of the scenes and pleasures I enjoyed in my ...
Tree of our state and emblem of neatness, Beauty and grace abide in thy form; Not in thy blood alone courses a ...
On receiving sprigs of Forget-me-not and Lilly-of-the-Valley inenvelope, through mail, with no note or name inclosed. In form it was a ...
Many a grand ambition Had birth and died in a day, From lack of vigorous nursing To keep it from decay. Many a hope ...
Under the brown leaves meekly abiding, The gem of the spring-flowers nestles away, In copse near th' wood, where covertly hiding, It catches ...
I remember well, in my boyhood's romp, The beautiful flower that grew near the swamp, With its spiral screw Of cerulean hue, While on ...
Shy sylvan spirit singing so sweetly, Dancing to measures that flow with your song Frolic your fairy feet faultlessly, fleetly, As down the ...
When pollen-dust from fields of rye Floats out on the dews of even, And stars of June bedeck the sky Of mild and ...
The Bison strong and the Indian wild Have departed from our plains; The land where they lived has been defiled By man's greed ...
With lavish hand our God hath spread Beauty and fragrance o'er the land; His smile revives the seeming dead; Nature awakes at His ...
"Purification of politics Is an iridescent dream," Is the Ingalls way of saying that Corruption's power's supreme. Have the people lost their honesty, Has the ...
The sunshine seems much brighter, And the heart is ever lighter, When the rays of sweet Aurora Gild the radiant morning glory With a ...
Every tree and plant, every tiny flower That grows in wood or field, Hath a voice that calls aloud to me, And a ...
I would rather dwell with Nature And be her favored child, To love plant, tree, and creature That live in forest wild; And feel ...
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