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 ...
Jared Barhite Poems on Home (14 Poems)
Needs And Powers (Jared Barhite Poems)
I know of no profession 'Mong profane or divine, Excelling in its mission The power embraced in mine. It reaches earth and heaven Through heart ...
Liberty (Jared Barhite Poems)
Into the port where Liberty stands Inviting the nations to woo her, Malefactors swarm from foreign lands, Whose tenets would surely undo her. Criminals, ...
The Teacher’s Soliloquy (Jared Barhite Poems)
And so another week has gone, And I once more am left alone Within my silent room; My mind is worn by fervent ...
Drifting Away (Jared Barhite Poems)
How softly, how still, are we drifting away, On the wide Sea of Life as it beckons us on, Though the sunshine ...
Twilight Hour (Jared Barhite Poems)
I love to spend the twilight hour When stars their radiance o'er me cast, With that benign mysterious power Which calls up mem'ries ...
Sunset (Jared Barhite Poems)
Softly the tints of expiring day Tinge th' vaults of Hesperian heaven, Leaving a trace of the sun's mellow ray To escort the ...
Memory (Jared Barhite Poems)
Earthly scenes are worth preserving, Bitter though they sometimes be; Who would wish to sink in Lethe All the fruits of Memory? None could ...
My Mother’s Love (Jared Barhite Poems)
Nine months after writing this poem, my mother died, Dec. 21st, 1894. My vision eye beholds a form, Bent low by years ...
On Brooklyn Bridge (Jared Barhite Poems)
I stood upon the slender link That joins two cities into one, And saw from thence the storm-clouds drink Their moisture from the ...
The Rose (Jared Barhite Poems)
When dewy morn of balmy June Awakes and blushes in the East, When song birds pipe their sweetest tune And Nature spreads her ...
The Goldenrod (Jared Barhite Poems)
When August sunset's yellow blaze Streams out o'er meadow, field and lawn, It seeks some shrine wherein its rays May linger till returning ...
To A Mountain Brook (Jared Barhite Poems)
Shy sylvan spirit singing so sweetly, Dancing to measures that flow with your song Frolic your fairy feet faultlessly, fleetly, As down the ...
Pious Pie Poem Puns (Jared Barhite Poems)
One pious afternoon in June When pyronomics held full sway, My pilot, fancy, led me on To seek new fields, piebald and gay. The ...