Guy Of The Temple (John Hay Poems)
Down the dim West slow fails the stricken sun,And from his hot face fades the crimson flushVeiled in death's herald-shadows ...
John Hay Poems on Mothers (5 Poems)
Wanderlieder (John Hay Poems)
I stand at the break of dayIn the Champs Elysees.The tremulous shafts of dawningAs they shoot o'er the Tuileries early,Strike ...
Centennial (John Hay Poems)
A hundred times the bells of Brown Have rung to sleep the idle summers,And still to-day clangs clamoring down A greeting to ...
In The Firelight (John Hay Poems)
My dear wife sits beside the fire With folded hands and dreaming eyes,Watching the restless flames aspire, And wrapped in thralling memories.I ...
A Triumph Of Order (John Hay Poems)
A Squad of regular infantryIn the Commune's closing days,Had captured a crowd of rebelsBy the wall of Pere-la-Chaise.There were desperate ...