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 ...
My muse is in the sulks to-day,I've tried in vain to findA subject fit for rhyme and song,Just suited to ...
Now the bitter pangs of hope deferredO'er us no longer reign,-But the very depths of our hearts are stirredWith a ...
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! ...
You know, dear, that this vicious world is ever prone to see,Most glaring faults and blemishes, in evey purity;And thus, ...
Life's pathway to me is dreary;I am ill, and cold, and weary;Would my lonely walk were done,And ...
" DID you call me, Father?" Ah no, 'twas the surge,Swelling a requiem, wailing a dirge:Back, maiden! create still thy ...
Alas! the time has come, old dress,When you and I must part;To say adieu, my valued friend,Is tearing heart from ...
I know thou art a senseless thing,Still recollections round thee clingOf joys long past;And I would fain retain thee now,Yet ...
Why cherish thus the senseless thing?Do memories around it clingOf joys long past?Or does it speak of present bliss?Do sweet ...
I entered my parlor one bright summer morn,My vases with flowers, sweet flowers to adorn.In arranging the curtains, there fell ...
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