The Last Of The Red Men (Mary Gardiner Horsford Poems)
I saw him in vision,--the last of that race Who were destined to vanish before the Pale-face, As the dews of the ...
I saw him in vision,--the last of that race Who were destined to vanish before the Pale-face, As the dews of the ...
She dwelt within a convent wall Beside the "blue Moselle," And pure and simple was her life As is the tale I tell. She ...
'T was eve; and Mount Conto Reflected in night The sunbeams that fled With the monarch of light; As great souls and noble Reflect evermore The ...
Night bent o'er the mountains With aspect serene; The deep waters slept 'Neath the moon's pallid sheen, And the stars in their courses Moved noiseless ...
I remember once, when a careless child, I played on the mossy lea; The stars looked forth in the shadowy west, And I ...
Beside me, in the golden light That slants upon the floor, She twines the many-colored silks Her dimpled fingers o'er; Uplifting now and then ...
I heard the strokes of the midnight bell As they thrilled the quiet air, And saw the soft, white curtains wave In the ...
Blessings on thee, noble boy! With thy sunny eyes of blue, Speaking in their cloudless depths Of a spirit pure and true. In thy ...
Through the half-curtained window stole An Autumn sunset's glow, As languid on my couch I lay With pulses weak and low. And then methought ...
I looked upon the fair young flowers That in our gardens bloom, Gazed on their winning loveliness, And then upon the tomb; I looked ...
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