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 ...
The son of a Japanese lord am I,--A Prince of the olden time;My hair is white, though black as nightIn ...
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 ...
Were you ever told the legend oldOf the birth of storms at sea?You should hear the tale in a Channel ...
The glaring sun hath ceased to shine;The solemn stars invade the sky;Again the welcome night is mine,Wherein to view the ...
I tread the vast deserted stageWhereon the Caesars lived and died;The relics of Rome's golden ageLie strewn about me far ...
Within a home for captive beastsWhose world had dwindled to a cage,I noted in their mournful eyesSuch resignation, fear, and ...
Shrine of my mind, my Library!Each morn I greet thee with delight,When, soul-refreshed, I bring to theeThe benediction of the ...
O Buddha, of the mystic smileAnd downcast, dreamful eyes,To whom unnumbered sacred shrinesAnd gilded statues rise,Whose fanes are filled with ...
I know not how, I know not where,But from my own heart's mystic loreI feel that I have breathed this ...
I take their hands with placid smileAnd words which social rules enforce,Though sadly conscious all the whileOf something very like ...
Once more Lake Como's storied isle Reveals the Roman past!Again a stone of classic style The spade hath upward cast;How can such ...
Idly one day in a foreign townIn a churchyard's shade I sat me downBy the side of a little cross ...
on receipt of his picture and that of his baby in his arms.Far from the great lake's pride, Over the ocean ...
'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 ...
She is seated by the riverIn a robe of spotless white,With her lovely face illuminedBy the evening's tender light;But her ...
O pallid spectre of the midnight skies,Whose phantom features in the dome of NightElude the keenest gaze of wistful eyes,Till ...
Make haste! There is but one more turning!The horses cannot go too fast,So eagerly our hearts are yearningTo see the ...
Had I but lived when music-loving PanStill played his flute amid the whispering reeds,When through Arcadian groves the dryads ran,And--symbolizing ...
Passing ships! Passing ships!The white foam sparkling at your lipsAnd countless jewels in your wakeProclaim your progress o'er the lake,While ...
If it be true, as some have dreamed,That all have lived and loved before,I cannot wonder it hath seemedThat on ...
We know not what mysterious powerLies latent in our words and deeds,--Sweet as the perfume of a flower,Strong as the ...
Let me sleep on! I would not waken yet,Or leave too soon the peaceful realm of dreams!There, lulled by placid ...
His letter lies before me here,Scarce written ere the hand grew coldThat traced the lines so fine and clear,Which still ...
Snowy sails, silvery sails,Gleaming in the sun,Leaving scores of jewelled trailsIn the course you run,On your white wings bear awayAll ...
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