A Broadway Idyl (Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert Poems)
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
For hours I stood upon The Bridge,1Which looms like a volcanic ridge,Above a scathing fire below.A flaming crater of burning ...
I have pined for the sight of the sea for years-Pined amid hoping, and wished amid fears;And my heart grew ...
NO, let it stay. It speaks but truth:My Autumn's day is dawning.The dream is past; sweet dream of youth.Hair, I ...
I am weary, Mother, and I fain would restBeside thee, in the cold and silent tomb-The rayless pathways of a ...
LINES WRITTEN UPON SEEING A FASHIONABLY-DRESSEDLADY ASK A SERVANT FOR A FEW BLADES OF GRASS,WHICH SHE PLACED UPON HER BOSOMOh! ...
A soldier boy lay dreamingIn his lonely prison cell,While the stars above were gleaming,And their lustre on him fell.His dreams ...
Life's pathway to me is dreary;I am ill, and cold, and weary;Would my lonely walk were done,And ...
Laughing, merry, childish voices, woke us in their eager glee,When the rosy blush of morning in the east we scarce ...
I know thou art a senseless thing,Still recollections round thee clingOf joys long past;And I would fain retain thee now,Yet ...
Life is full of mirth and pleasure,But all joy is on the wing-Base alloy corrodes each treasure,And enjoyment hides a ...
Write to thine eyes? Why, my poor penQuails at the unequal task;I fear you don't appreciateThe mighty boon you ask.Thine ...
Why cherish thus the senseless thing?Do memories around it clingOf joys long past?Or does it speak of present bliss?Do sweet ...
Ah! I could curse them in my woe,E'en as the viper stings,And to the heel that strikes it clings,So I ...
I entered my parlor one bright summer morn,My vases with flowers, sweet flowers to adorn.In arranging the curtains, there fell ...
Evening came, a child was missing,Where she was, we could not tell,-Hiding, thought we, just for mischief;Full of fun was ...
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