A Tale of Tuscany (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold.Tuscany, ...
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
The soul--state, intermediate 'twixt earth's lifeAnd the world future, unconceived till seen,We search with curious awe; mark dormant death;Nor, joyless, ...
Some, fearing Marie's tale was o'er, Lamented that they heard no more; While Brehan, from her broken lay, Portended what she yet might ...
Of Walking the Streets by Day.Thus far the Muse has trac'd in useful laysThe proper implements for wintry ways;Has taught ...
CHORUS OF ANGELS, Singing the Glory of God.To Heaven's bright lyre let Iris be the bow,Adapt the spheres for chords, ...
As in our sky sometimes a vaporous massLow down, shows thunder threatening; while by windsOf happier, if adverse wing fanned, ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold.Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold.To this the god of love ...
ACT IIISCENE -The HERMITAGE in a Grove.The Hermit's Pupil bearing consecrated grass.Pupil. HOW great is the power of ...
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
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