Madeline (Mary Gardiner Horsford Poems)
A LEGEND OF THE MOHAWK. Where the waters of the Mohawk Through a quiet valley glide, From the brown church to her dwelling She ...
A LEGEND OF THE MOHAWK. Where the waters of the Mohawk Through a quiet valley glide, From the brown church to her dwelling She ...
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 ...
Twilight o'er the East is stealing, And the sun is in the vale: 'T is a fitting moment, stranger, To relate a wondrous ...
The worn bird of Freedom had furled o'er our land The shattered wings, pierced by the despot's rude hand, And stout hearts ...
The twilight o'er Italia's sky Had spread a shadowy veil, And one by one the solemn stars Looked forth, serene and pale; As quietly ...
The sunset on Judah's high places grew pale, And purple tints shadowed the gorge and the vale, While Venus in beauty, with ...
'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, ...
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 ...
My native isle! my native isle! For ever round thy sunny steep The low waves curl, with sparkling foam, And solemn murmurs deep; While ...
AN INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION AND REIGN OF ROBESPIERRE. Day dawned above a city's mart, Yet not 'mid peace and prayer: The ...
With sable plume and nodding crest, They bore him to his dreamless rest, A cold and abject thing; Before the whisper of whose ...
Loud pealed the thunder From arsenal high, Bright flashed the lightning Athwart the broad sky; Fast o'er the prairie, Through torrent and shade, Sought the red ...
'T was early morn, the low night-wind Had fled the sun's fierce ray, And sluggishly the leaden waves Rolled over Plymouth Bay. No mist ...
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 ...
'Neath their green and cool cathedrals, In the garden lilies bloom, Casting to the fresh Spring Zephyrs Peal on peal of sweet perfume. Often ...
The sun went down the west As a warrior to his grave, And touched with crimson hue The "Laughing Water's" wave; And where the ...
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 ...
As the bright flowers start from their wintry tomb, I've sprung from the depths of futurity's gloom; With the glory of Hope ...
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 ...
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 ...
Oh! call us not silent,(Mary Gardiner Horsford)
'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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