The Vesper Chime (Mary Gardiner Horsford Poems)
She dwelt within a convent wall Beside the "blue Moselle," And pure and simple was her life As is the tale I tell. She ...
She dwelt within a convent wall Beside the "blue Moselle," And pure and simple was her life As is the tale I tell. She ...
The worn bird of Freedom had furled o'er our land The shattered wings, pierced by the despot's rude hand, And stout hearts ...
'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 ...
Oh! set the bridal feast aside, And bear the harp away; The coronach must sound instead, From solemn kirk-yard gray. I heard last eve, ...
I remember once, when a careless child, I played on the mossy lea; The stars looked forth in the shadowy west, And I ...
With dirge-like music, low, Sounds forth again the solemn harp of Time; Mass for the buried hours, a funeral chime O'er human joy ...
Artist! lay the brush aside; Twilight gathers chill and gray; Turn the picture to the wall,-- Thou hast wrought in vain to-day. Thrice twelve ...
O'er her infant's couch of death, Bent a widowed mother low; And the quick, convulsive breath Marked the inward weight of woe. Round the ...
A void is in the sky! A light has ceased the seaman's path to cheer, A star has left its ruby throne ...
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 ...
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 ...
'T is said that each succeeding year Another circlet weaves Within each living, waving tree; Yet not in buds or leaves,-- But far within ...
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