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 ...
There's an art in our profession, Which cannot be wholly learned From all books in our possession, Though their leaves be deftly turned Till ...
I have often thought there's a power Unknown to science or art, That opens and closes the portals That lead to the human ...
THE EYE. Some eyes are trained to scan large field Till instantaneous glance may yield A knowledge full and plenty; While others keep a ...
Love is a sort of cannibal And lives upon its kind, It dares all dangers, fears no foes And to the world is ...
How softly, how still, are we drifting away, On the wide Sea of Life as it beckons us on, Though the sunshine ...
When wearisome task is finished And flesh with fatigue is oppressed, When muscles are tired and languid And sinews are sorely distressed, No balm ...
How habit grows no one e'er knows, And yet he is a giant That has a will and subtle skill That never yet ...
I stood upon the slender link That joins two cities into one, And saw from thence the storm-clouds drink Their moisture from the ...
Fifty-eight to-day, fifty-eight to-day! How years of your life have sped away, And left in the brown of the dying year A quiet ...
It matters not what be our lot Upon this mundane sphere, In spite of fears and burning tears While we shall linger here, We ...
Adown the vistas of the past I cast my memory's eye, And see bright scenes receding fast,-- Some hopes in ruins lie; Yet still ...
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