Rome Revisited (John Lawson Stoddard Poems)
O sovereign Rome, still mistress of the heart,As of the world in thy majestic prime,Grand in thy ruins, peerless in ...
O sovereign Rome, still mistress of the heart,As of the world in thy majestic prime,Grand in thy ruins, peerless in ...
"Forward, comrades, ever forward"!Shout the leaders in the fight;"Scale the ramparts! Plant the standardOn the citadel of light!"Break the chains ...
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 ...
Were you ever told the legend oldOf the birth of storms at sea?You should hear the tale in a Channel ...
"I will gain a fortune," the young man cried;"For Gold by the world is deified;Hence, whether the means be foul ...
My country! by our fathers rearedAs champion of the world's opprest;Whose moral force the tyrant feared;Whose flag all struggling freemen ...
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 ...
O Buddha, of the mystic smileAnd downcast, dreamful eyes,To whom unnumbered sacred shrinesAnd gilded statues rise,Whose fanes are filled with ...
Up and down in my garden fair,Under the trellis where grapes will bloom,With the breath of violets in the air,As ...
On the classic shore of Como,'Neath a headland steep and bold,Which, though leaden at the dawning,In the sunset turns to ...
_Youth_ dreams of all the years shall hold,--Of poems writ, of battles won,Of statues made, of love, of gold,And honors, ...
By Lake Como's sylvan shore, Where the wavelets evermoreSeem to rhythmically murmur of the classic days of yore, Cease, O boatman, now ...
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 ...
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 ...
Through the marble gates of Ostia,Where the Tiber meets the sea,And a hundred Roman galleysStrain their leashes to be free,Streams ...
Spirit of Como, whose rhythmical callMurmurs caressingly under my wall,Why are thy feet, though the hour be late,Mounting the moon-silvered ...
By Acqua Fredda's cloister-wallI pause to feel the mountain breeze,And watch the shadows eastward fallFrom immemorial cypress trees.Like arms outstretched ...
Beside my garden's ivied wall,Enwreathed in vines of gold and green,I stand, as evening shadows fall,And marvel at the matchless ...
In my loggia bright I watch to-nightThe full moon sailing by;From a crystal creek in a glaciered peakIt slipped to ...
on receipt of his picture and that of his baby in his arms.Far from the great lake's pride, Over the ocean ...
Shut out the World, shut in the Home!The sea is deeper than its foam;Retain the gem, reject the paste;Withdraw from ...
What sylvan god was worshipped here?What nymph once made this grove her home,And bathed within its fountain clear,When Caesar ruled ...
Written for a Golden Wedding, 1883Just fifty years ago to-night, When earth was mantled deep with snow,The stars beheld with tender ...
I woke from dreams of rare delightAnd visions of a joyous land,Where loved ones, long since lost to sight,Walked blithely ...
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 ...
In Bordighera's groves of palmI linger at the close of day,And watch, beyond the ocean's calm,A range of mountains far ...
How can my vineyard's charm be told,As it basks in the autumn haze?The Frost King's touch, so light and cold,Like ...
I opened the cage of my pet canary;Timid, it faltered a moment there,Then, at my call, became less wary,And blithely ...
Let me sleep on! I would not waken yet,Or leave too soon the peaceful realm of dreams!There, lulled by placid ...
Stand forth, my soul, and take thine own!Though all should blame thee, have no fear!Self-poised and steadfast, dare aloneThy self-elected ...
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