The Streams (John Kenyon Poems)
Two streams there were, two streams from separate founts, Both beautiful to see, and one-most holy; (From Siloa this, and this from ...
Two streams there were, two streams from separate founts, Both beautiful to see, and one-most holy; (From Siloa this, and this from ...
Oh! blest it is by blazing hearth, With many a well-loved friend beside, And harp, and wine, and graceful mirth, To mock December's ...
Thy happy years of deep affection past, Cartouche! our faithful friend, rest here-at last. We loved thee for a love man scarce ...
I tarried on the strains to hang Outfloating from yon ancient trees; Strains from two airy harps, that rang Responsive to the minstrel ...
"In vain you touch that answering wire, Attuned to softest notes of peace; Not all the soothings of the lyre Can bid a ...
"Mother! I've seen a little boy With curling locks and eyes of blue; They seemed the very eyes for joy, Though wet with ...
'Twas not satiety-disgust- That led a wanderer forth to roam, To look for hearts of firmer trust, Or brighter eyes-thus far from home; 'Twas ...
TO--- I judge not hardly childhood's giddy glee; For I remember when my mother died, Half-wondering at that age what death might be, How ...
My happier life's departed joy! But whom no more our sorrows press! When lesser griefs this mind annoy, Or the heart strives in ...
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