Chopin (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
Soul, that in music, as a flower in light,Didst gem, and bloom, and vanish, with a breathThat mist-like o'er the ...
Soul, that in music, as a flower in light,Didst gem, and bloom, and vanish, with a breathThat mist-like o'er the ...
A wanderer o'er the sea-graves ever green,Whereon the foam-flowers blossom day by day,Thou flittest as a doomful shadow grayThat from ...
I give thee, love, a carcanet,With all the rainbow splendor set,Of diamonds that drink the sun,Of emeralds that feed uponHis ...
Ave! 'Tis the maiden moonTo the westward wending,There to sink, alas, too soonWith her star attending.Doth he linger o'er her ...
I knew the flowers had dreamed of you,And hailed the morning with regret;For all their faces with the dewOf vanished ...
The fairest blossom of the lightWas nurtured in the womb of Night,An alien to the Sun;And to her bosom must ...
Art thou the selfsame wind that blewWhen I was but a boy?Thy voice is like the voice I knew,And yet ...
Killdee! Killdee! far o'er the leaAt twilight comes the cry.Killdee! a marsh-mate answerethAcross the shallow sky.Killdee! Killdee! thrills over meA ...
Once more upon the western skiesThe "flaming sword" appears,And Eve again from ParadiseDeparts in twilight tears.A backward look,—a memoryO'ershadowing afarA ...
Low, I listen in my graveFor the silence soon to beWhen a slow-receding wave,Hushed, is memory.Now the falling of a ...
O comrade Sun, that day by dayDost weave a shadow on my way,Lest, in the luxury of light,My soul forget ...
"I bring Thee balm, and, lo, Thou art not here!Twice have I poured mine ointment on Thy brow,And washed Thy ...
O tender shade!Lone captive of enamoured Light,That from an angel visage brightA glance betrayed.Dost thou not sighTo wander from thy ...
He entered; but the mask he woreConcealed his face from me.Still, something I had seen beforeHe brought to memory."Who art ...
Full many a noonday nook I knowWhere memory is fain to goAnd wait in silence till the shadeOf sleep the ...
Sweet Eglantine, this breath of thine—Mute eloquence of what was mine—Awakes a memory divine,A vanished gleamOf Joy, that in my ...
The ghost am IOf winds that dieAlike on land or sea,In silence deepTo shroud and keepTheir mournful memory.A spirit whiteI ...
The world, they tell us, dwindles,When matched with other spheres;And yet in all their amplitudesNo place for human tears.How sterile ...
The tempest past—A home in ruin laid;But lo! where lastThe little children playedAt hide-and-seek,A footprint smallPleads silently,As if afraid to ...
Stars, that in the darkness bloomWither in the light;Dreams, begotten of the gloom,Take their morning flight.And, the gleam of fancy ...
Lo, silence, like a roving beeUpon her daily round,To fill the hive of memoryDespoils each blossom-sound,And winters, as the past ...
I miss thee everywhere.The places dear to thee,Familiar shadows wearHenceforth for memory.And where thou hast not been,Thou seemest to reposeAs ...
If I were dead, and yonder chimeRetold the fairy-tale of Time,At distance I perchance might hear,And half in pity, half ...
Breathe it must for ecstacy,Or a stifled blossom die:Aching silence overgrownBrings to birth the living toneSap-like, evermore to beOne with ...
God speed thee, setting sun!Thy beams for me have spunOf light todayA memory that oneAlone could bring, and noneCan take ...
O little bird, I'd beA Poet like to thee,Singing my native song—Brief to the ear, but longTo Love and Memory. ...
Though Silence shuts the gate of Song,I keep thereof the key,And hear thee warbling still amongThe groves of Memory. (John ...
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