Tripoli (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
Hear the singing on the boats,As they halt beside the pier!Ah, those fresh Italian throats, How they cheer!Yet the words they ...
Hear the singing on the boats,As they halt beside the pier!Ah, those fresh Italian throats, How they cheer!Yet the words they ...
on receipt of his picture and that of his baby in his arms.Far from the great lake's pride, Over the ocean ...
One night two lonely women metBeside a storm-swept bay;With tears their mournful eyes were wet,Their pale lips salt with spray;They ...
She is seated by the riverIn a robe of spotless white,With her lovely face illuminedBy the evening's tender light;But her ...
Brilliant as Lucifer, Son of the Morning,Rises this reincarnation of Mars!Youth at its apogee, precedent scorning,Genius ascending its path toward ...
Son of the race that gave the world its best,Of ancient Greece a noble type thou art,--An Attic spirit transferred ...
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