A Rich Man’s Reverie (Marietta Holley Poems)
The years go by, but they little seemLike those within our dream;The years that stood in such luring guise,Beckoning us ...
The years go by, but they little seemLike those within our dream;The years that stood in such luring guise,Beckoning us ...
I am an outcast, sinful and vile I know, But what are you, my lady, so fair, and proud, and high?The ...
She sat in the cottage door, and the fair June moon looked down On a face as pure as its own, ...
The Squire was none of your common men Whose ancestors nobody knows,But visible was his lineage In the lines of his Roman ...
I said that I would see Her once, to curse her fair, deceitful grace,To curse her for my life-long agony; But when ...
High on a rocky cliff did once a gray old castle stand,From whence rough-bearded chieftains led their vassals--ruled the land.For centuries ...
In his arm-chair, warmly cushioned,In the quiet earned by labor,Life's reposeful Indian summer,Grandpa sits; and lets the paperLie upon his ...
Gayly a knight set forth against the foe,For a fair face had shone on him in dreams;A voice had stirred ...
I am thinking of fern forests that once did towering stand,Crowning all the barren mountains, shading all the dreary land.Oh, ...
'Twas a bleak dull moor that stretched beforeThe low stone porch of the cottage door,And standing there was youth and ...
How can I be to blame? Is it my fault I am fair?I did not fashion my features, Or brush the gold ...
I turn the key in this idle hour Of an ivory box, and looking, lo--See only dust--the dust of a flower; The ...
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