Parrhasius (Nathaniel Parker Willis Poems)
There stood an unsold captive in the mart,a gray-haired and majestical old man,chained to a pillar. It was almost night,and ...
There stood an unsold captive in the mart,a gray-haired and majestical old man,chained to a pillar. It was almost night,and ...
It was a sultry day of summer time. The sun pour'd down upon the ripen'd grain With quivering heat, and the suspended ...
He sat by me in school. His face is now Vividly in my mind, as if he went From me but yesterday--its ...
I had a passion when I was a child For a most pleasant idleness. In June, When the thick masses of the ...
'Twas a rich night in June. The air was all Fragrance and balm, and the wet leaves were stirred By the soft ...
The rain is playing its soft pleasant tune Fitfully on the skylight, and the shade Of the fast flying clouds across my ...
'They are all up--the innumerable stars-- And hold their place in heaven. My eyes have been Searching the pearly depths through which ...
That 'Emerald Green of the Pyramid'-- Were I where it is laid, I'd ask no king for his heavy crown, As its hidden ...
Down the green slope he bounded. Raven curls From his white shoulders by the winds were swept, And the clear color of ...
The moon was shining yet. The Orient's brow, Set with the morning star, was not yet dim; And the deep silence which ...
I'm twenty-two--I'm twenty-two-- They gaily give me joy, As if I should be glad to hear That I was less a boy. They do ...
I was in Greece. It was the hour of noon,and the (Nathaniel Parker Willis)
All that thou art, I thrillingly And sensibly do feel; For my eye doth see, and my ear doth hear, And my heart ...
Lift up thine eyes, sweet Psyche! What is she That those soft fringes timidly should fall Before her, and thy spiritual brow Be ...
They said that I was strange. I could not bear Confinement, and I lov'd to feel the wind Blowing upon my forehead, ...
A servant of the living God is dead! His errand hath been well and early done, And early hath he gone to ...
Winter is come again. The sweet south west Is a forgotten wind, and the strong earth Has laid aside its mantle to ...
Sleep on! Sleep on! beguiling The hours with happy rest. Sleep!--by that dreamy smiling, I know that thou art blest. Thy mother over thee ...
She's beautiful! Her raven curls Have broken hearts in envious girls-- And then they sleep in contrast so, Like raven feathers upon snow, And ...
'Tis well--'tis well--that clustering shade Is on thy forehead sweetly laid; And that light curl that slumbers by Makes deeper yet thy depth ...
On the cross-beam under the old south bellthe nest of a pigeon is builded well.In summer and winter that bird ...
It was a shady nook that I had found Deep in the greenwood. A delicious stream Ran softly by it on a ...
I have found violets. April hath come on, And the cool winds feel softer, and the rain Falls in the beaded drops ...
Alone! alone! How drear it is Always to be alone! In such a depth of wilderness, The only thinking one! The waters in their ...
Pass thou on! for the vow is said That is never broken; The hand of blessing hath, trembling, laid On snowy forehead and ...
_Claudio_. Know you any Hero? _Hero_. None my lord! _As You Like it._ Gentle and modest Hero! I can see Her delicate figure, and ...
It was a mountain stream that with the leap Of its impatient waters had worn out A channel in the rock, and ...
There's something in a noble boy,a brave, free-hearted, careless one,with his unchecked, unbidden joy,his dread of books and love of ...
I love to look on a scene like this, Of wild and careless play, And persuade myself that I am not old And ...
She was not very beautiful, if it be beauty's test To match a classic model when perfectly at rest; And she did ...
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