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 ...
"Forward, comrades, ever forward"!Shout the leaders in the fight;"Scale the ramparts! Plant the standardOn the citadel of light!"Break the chains ...
I made a journey o'er the sea,I bade my faithful dog good-bye,I knew that he would grieve for me,But did ...
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 ...
("Old Lucia", who for many years walked back and forth, every day and inall weathers, between Azzano and Menaggio, a ...
The glaring sun hath ceased to shine;The solemn stars invade the sky;Again the welcome night is mine,Wherein to view the ...
The autumn sun still bravely streamsAlong the tomb-girt Appian Way,And warms the heart of one who dreamsOf all its splendor ...
O Buddha, of the mystic smileAnd downcast, dreamful eyes,To whom unnumbered sacred shrinesAnd gilded statues rise,Whose fanes are filled with ...
_Youth_ dreams of all the years shall hold,--Of poems writ, of battles won,Of statues made, of love, of gold,And honors, ...
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 ...
THE FAUNWithin my garden's silence and seclusion,In pensive beauty gazing toward the dawn,There stands, mid vines and flowers in profusion, A ...
Spirit of Como, whose rhythmical callMurmurs caressingly under my wall,Why are thy feet, though the hour be late,Mounting the moon-silvered ...
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, ...
O goddess of that Grecian isle Whose shores the blue Aegean laves,Whose cliffs repeat with answering smile Their features in its sun-kissed ...
By Acqua Fredda's cloister-wallI pause to feel the mountain breeze,And watch the shadows eastward fallFrom immemorial cypress trees.Like arms outstretched ...
San Remo's palms in beauty stand Beside the storied sea,Where azure band and golden sand Are wedded ceaselessly;For from the deep, which ...
Idly one day in a foreign townIn a churchyard's shade I sat me downBy the side of a little cross ...
Shut out the World, shut in the Home!The sea is deeper than its foam;Retain the gem, reject the paste;Withdraw from ...
'Tis not in the bitterest woes of lifeThat the love of friends, as a rule, grows cold;Still less does it ...
Once more between its walls of pinesI see the long ravine expandTo where the ice-world's crystal linesDefine the realm of ...
Written for a Golden Wedding, 1883Just fifty years ago to-night, When earth was mantled deep with snow,The stars beheld with tender ...
I opened the cage of my pet canary;Timid, it faltered a moment there,Then, at my call, became less wary,And blithely ...
Like one who, homeward bound from distant lands,Describes strange climes and visions passing fair,Yet deftly hides from others' eyes and ...
Urge me no more! The mid-day toil is ended,And shadows lengthen from the radiant west;The glowing sun, with sumptuous clouds ...
We know not what mysterious powerLies latent in our words and deeds,--Sweet as the perfume of a flower,Strong as the ...
With gentle manners, winsome face,And forehead fit to wear a crown,How brilliant might have been her place,Had she not mated ...
His letter lies before me here,Scarce written ere the hand grew coldThat traced the lines so fine and clear,Which still ...
Ninon, Ninon, what life canst thou be leading?Swift glide its hours, and day succeeds to day;How dost thou live, still ...
Two homeless birds, fatigued by flight,Have rested on the Belgian shore;And now, at the approach of night,Must spread their wings, ...
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