Sonnets (Mary Ashley Townsend Poems)
THE DEAD SINGERA POET'S soul has sung its way to God;Has loosed its luminous wings from earthly thongs,And soared to ...
THE DEAD SINGERA POET'S soul has sung its way to God;Has loosed its luminous wings from earthly thongs,And soared to ...
Far up the lonely mountain-sideMy wandering footsteps led;The moss lay thick beneath my feet,The pine sighed overhead.The trace of a ...
Ye hills of Wayne! Ye Hills of Wayne!In dreams I see your slopes again;In dreams my childish feet explore,Your daisied ...
I FEEL a poem in my heart to-night, A still thing growing,-As if the darkness to the outer light A song were ...
The cypress swamp around me wraps its spell,With hushing sounds in moss-hung branches there,Like congregations rustling down to prayer,While Solitude, ...
'T is true, one half of woman's life is hopeAnd one half resignation. Between there liesAnguish of broken dreams,--doubt, dire ...
As by the instrument she took her place,The expectant people, breathing sigh nor word,Sat hushed, while o'er the waiting ivory ...
I believe if I should die,And you should kiss my eyelids when I lieCold, dead, and dumb to all the ...
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