In Capacity (Maurice Thompson Poems)
You ask me whyI long to flyOut from your palace to the dreamy woodsAnd the summer solitudes,Why I pineIn this ...
You ask me whyI long to flyOut from your palace to the dreamy woodsAnd the summer solitudes,Why I pineIn this ...
Father, I have dreamed a dream,When the rosy morning hourPoured its light on field and stream,Kindling nature with its pow'r;--O'er ...
A scene, which 'wildered fancy viewedIn the soul's coldest solitude,With that same scene when peaceful loveFlings rapture's colour o'er the ...
I come upon it suddenly, alone-- A little pathway winding in the weedsThat fringe the roadside; and with dreams my own, I ...
How tired I am! I sink down all alone Here by the wayside of the Present. Lo,Even as a child I ...
Pla ce bo, Who is there, who? Di le xi, Dame Margery; Fa, re, my, my, Wherfore and why, why? For the sowle of Philip Sparowe, That ...
Who painted thy wings for a vision, a pageant of summer,Butterfly gay?Who made thee, thou hovering silence for ever at ...
WELCOME , sweet time of buds and bloom, renewingThe earliest objects of delight, and wooingThe notice of the grateful heart! ...
Death never came so nigh to me before,Nor showed me his mild face: oft had I musedOf calm and peace ...
A butterfly was grieved one dayBecause he could do nought but play;He envied bees and birds and ants,And senseless stones ...
The snow had fallen many nights and days; The sky was come upon the earth at last, Sifting thinly down as endlessly As ...
In Scotia's isle much lov'd Dalkeith,How have I wish'd to seeIts ancient spire, each lowly cot,As it was wont to ...
None will dwell in that cottage; for, they sayOppression reft it from an honest man,And that a curse clings to ...
The shepherd sings:-- "_Way down in Dixie, Way down in Dixie,Where the hens are dog-gone glad to lay_ ..."With shaded eyes he ...
When the moon was horned the mother died, And the child pulled at her hand and knee,And he rubbed her cheek ...
The listening Dryads hushed the woods;The boughs were thick, and thin and fewThe golden ribbons fluttering through;Their sun-embroidered, leafy hoodsThe ...
"Phoebe! Phoebe! Where is the chit? When I want her most she's out of the way.Child, you're running a long account Up, ...
I. You arrive in a new town.Your suitcase yawns. Your troublesUnpack themselves and dress up.A night on the town! Poor town.The ...
BOUCHE-MIGNONNE lived in the mill, Past the vineyards shady,Where the sun shone on a rill Jewelled like a lady.Proud the stream with ...
The day is but a breezy dream,The sky is like a bloom;Life flows, a fragrant, bubbling stream,Along a lilied flume.The ...
A PERSIAN TALE.The fable of the following little tale is taken from an ingenious and justly admired AuthorYe blooming Maids ...
Oh, come, Beloved, before my beauty fades, Pity the sorrow of my loneliness.I am a Rosebush that the Cypress shades, No sunbeams ...
Trust the grand and gentle trees,Never will their welcome fade;All that lives may lie at easeIn the haven of their ...
Out from a narrow, crowded street,Sick'ning resort of shame and crime, Wearing upon her brow a curse,Out in the darkness, lost ...
I Clad on with glowing beauty and the peace, Benign, of calm maturity, she stands Among her meadows and her orchard-lands, And on her ...
The fairies have lost a fairy,They don't know what to do;The rumours about her vary,And all of them can't be ...
The slender snail clings to the leaf, Gray on its silvered underside: And slowly, slowlier than the snail, with brief Bright steps, whose ...
I watched to-day a butterfly,With gorgeous wings of golden sheen,Flit lightly 'neath a sapphire skyAmid the springtime's tender green;--A creature ...
ON RECEIVING A BASKET OF SEA-MOSSES.Thanks for thy giftOf ocean flowers,Born where the golden driftOf the slant sunshine fallsDown the ...
He makes the Eagles and Ocelots dance with him!Come to see the Huexotzinca:On the dais of the Eagle he shouts ...
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