My Library (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
Shrine of my mind, my Library!Each morn I greet thee with delight,When, soul-refreshed, I bring to theeThe benediction of the ...
Shrine of my mind, my Library!Each morn I greet thee with delight,When, soul-refreshed, I bring to theeThe benediction of the ...
I take their hands with placid smileAnd words which social rules enforce,Though sadly conscious all the whileOf something very like ...
Had I but lived when music-loving PanStill played his flute amid the whispering reeds,When through Arcadian groves the dryads ran,And--symbolizing ...
Spirit of solitude, silence, and rest,Take me once more, like a child, to your breast!Weary of worldliness, turmoil, and hate,Welcome ...
Under my trees of green and goldI stroll in the soft, autumnal days,With never a hint of winter's cold,Though the ...
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