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 leave my child to Heaven." And with these wordsUpon her lips, the Lady Mildred passedUnto the rest prepared for her ...
Sitting alone in the windy tower, While the waves leap high, or are low at rest,What does she think of, hour ...
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 ...
A long, low waste of yellow sandLay shining northward far as eye could reach,Southward a rocky bluff rose highBroken in ...
I.There's a tear in your eye, little Sybil, Gathering large and slow;Oh, Sybil, sweet little Sybil, What are you thinking of now?Push ...
So all things come to our mind at last, He is close by your side in the twilight gloom, And you two ...
I never shall hear your voice again, Your voice so gentle and lowBut the thought of you, Jenny Allen, Will go with ...
Clasp your arms round her neck to-night, Little Nell,Arms so delicate, soft and white,And yet so strong in love's strange might;Clasp ...
I know not where you wait for me in all your maiden sweetness,Sweet soul in whom my life will find ...
On the shore I sit and gaze Out on the twilight sea,For my ship may come, though many days I have waited ...
Here in the silent doorway let me linger One moment, for the porch is still and lonely;That shadow's but the rose ...
As on a waveless sea, a vessel strikes Upon a treacherous rock;Waking the sailors from their happy dreams By the swift, terrible ...
Once through an autumn wood I roamed in tearful mood,By grief dismayed, doubting, and ill at ease; When from a leafless oak, Methought ...
Come, gentle sleep, with the holy night, Come with the stars and the white moonbeams,Come with your train of handmaids bright, Blessed ...
A spirit is out to-night! His steeds are the winds; oh, list,How he madly sweeps o'er the clouds, And scatters the driving ...
Soft o'er the meadow, and murmuring mere,Falleth a shadow, near and more near;Day like a white dove floats down the ...
The clouds that vex the upper deep Stay not the white sail of the moon;And lips may moan, and hearts may ...
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