Rachel (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
'Twas sunset in Jerusalem; the lightStill lingered on the city's walls, and crownedMount Olivet with splendor, while below,Among the trees ...
'Twas sunset in Jerusalem; the lightStill lingered on the city's walls, and crownedMount Olivet with splendor, while below,Among the trees ...
A Legend of Schloss Forst, near MeranPROLOGUEOswald von Wolkenstein, the Last of the Minnesingers, loved a beautifulwoman, named Sabina, who ...
Sweet garden, wreathed in fruits and flowers,And domed by blue Tyrolean skies,Within thy rose-encircled bowers,Secluded from all curious eyes,I find ...
Poor, little bird! the chase is ended;No longer hast thou cause for fear;Within these walls thou art befriended;No sportsmen can ...
I tread the vast deserted stageWhereon the Caesars lived and died;The relics of Rome's golden ageLie strewn about me far ...
I watched to-day a butterfly,With gorgeous wings of golden sheen,Flit lightly 'neath a sapphire skyAmid the springtime's tender green;--A creature ...
Within a home for captive beastsWhose world had dwindled to a cage,I noted in their mournful eyesSuch resignation, fear, and ...
Already 'neath the morning starThe shrine, by Juno's favor blest,Had flashed its whiteness from afar,Resplendent on a mountain's crest,Along whose ...
Hark! how the Orient's bells are proclaiming Obsequies strange to the shrines of the west--Services Christendom's cruelties shaming-- Taught by the merciful, ...
Once more between its walls of pinesI see the long ravine expandTo where the ice-world's crystal linesDefine the realm of ...
Bound to the earth in its headlong flight,Whence and whither we do not know,Cleaving the awful void of nightWith frost ...
Brilliant as Lucifer, Son of the Morning,Rises this reincarnation of Mars!Youth at its apogee, precedent scorning,Genius ascending its path toward ...
In Mantua in fettersThe faithful Hofer lay,Condemned by hostile soldiersTo die at break of day;Now bled his comrades' hearts in ...
Dreary fog and drizzling sleet,And a lamp-lit track of slime;Phantoms dim in the misty street,Vanishing, streaked with grime;Overhead in a ...
From the bitter fight I have made my wayTo the peaceful crest of a lonely hill,But the noise and heat ...
Like one who, homeward bound from distant lands,Describes strange climes and visions passing fair,Yet deftly hides from others' eyes and ...
Ninon, Ninon, what life canst thou be leading?Swift glide its hours, and day succeeds to day;How dost thou live, still ...
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