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 ...
There are fields of martial glory Where the slain are ne'er bemoaned; There are victories though silent, Where grim monarchs are dethroned; There are ...
O who has not felt his gay heart beat with gladness, As forth he has wandered some morning in May? It drives ...
An honest man with noble mind, With heart sincere, true, and refined, Who lives for God and all mankind, Who cares for rich ...
Perhaps no spot upon this sphere, Has charms for me more sacred, dear, Than those of old Poundridge; I love her hills, her ...
Love is a sort of cannibal And lives upon its kind, It dares all dangers, fears no foes And to the world is ...
There are times when the fate of nations May hang on a moment's call; When spheres in their mute rotations May swing on ...
I know not what the future May have in store for me, I only know that God is God And He may trusted ...
When musical chords are tensioned To sentiments they should express, And touched by a master artist Whose deft hand gives the proper stress, The ...
And so another week has gone, And I once more am left alone Within my silent room; My mind is worn by fervent ...
A silent force marks out the course Of every man and woman, No matter what may be the lot Of creatures that are ...
Let melancholy mortals grieve And tell their tale of sorrow, Their gloomy spirits to relieve, But all returns to-morrow; For all the while they ...
A solitary bird was seen by the writer, making its toilsome flightagainst a strong storm-wind. The peculiar undulating flight, thegathering ...
How softly, how still, are we drifting away, On the wide Sea of Life as it beckons us on, Though the sunshine ...
As shadows are to material forms, As mists to the copious shower As dead calms are to tornado storms That in tropical region ...
Earthly scenes are worth preserving, Bitter though they sometimes be; Who would wish to sink in Lethe All the fruits of Memory? None could ...
An alarm is sounding through the land That tells of a stronger foe Than that which marched on Lexington, To strike a fatal ...
The tiny trembling tendons That twine about the heart, Are chords that yield a music Unknown to vocal art. Though soft the notes are ...
Of war and love some poets sing, And some of fame and glory, But few there are a tribute bring To him whose ...
Dear Brother, how the time speeds on And leaves its trace upon our forms; The days of sunny youth are gone And age ...
Nine months after writing this poem, my mother died, Dec. 21st, 1894. My vision eye beholds a form, Bent low by years ...
After our labor is finished, After the struggle is done, A restful surcease awaits us At the setting of life's sun. If when our ...
I stood upon the slender link That joins two cities into one, And saw from thence the storm-clouds drink Their moisture from the ...
Since the days of primal story Of Eden's happy pair, A woman's greatest glory Is her glossy flowing hair; It is a safe criterion By ...
How strangely dark are the vapors That sometimes obscure the way, Ere the light of truth advances To the noon of a perfect ...
Ere I lay me down the burden That my soul on earth hath worn, Let me feel before departing, That my tree of ...
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 ...
Died Jan. 4th, 1893, aged 11 years. Darling of my bosom, Pride of my loving heart, Hopes were sorely shattered When I saw your ...
Who has not seen the inert mind, Bowed down and sore oppressed, Start into life, and vigor find At touch of interest Some sympathetic ...
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