On A Miniature (Henry Augustin Beers Poems)
THINE old-world eyes-each one a violet Big as the baby rose that is thy mouth- Set me a-dreaming. Have our eyes not ...
THINE old-world eyes-each one a violet Big as the baby rose that is thy mouth- Set me a-dreaming. Have our eyes not ...
Scarce are the clouds' black shadows Pierced by a gleam of light, Scarce have our fields grown dark again, Freed ...
I LEAVE thee, love! In vain hast thouThe God of life implored;My clinging soul is torn from thine,My faithful, my ...
Did you ever wait for daylightwhen the stars along the riverFloated thick and white as snowflakesin the water deep and ...
Midnight's solemn peal had rung;My drowsy spirit listless hungBetween the certain and unreal,When visioned forms and shapes idealCome floating from ...
1I saw Time flowing like a hundred yachtsThat fly behind the daylight, foxed with air;Or piercing, like the quince-bright, bitter ...
Gushing from this living fountain,Music pours a falling strain,As the goddess of the mountainComes with all her sparkling train.From her ...
O woman, shapely as the swan,On your account I shall not die:The men you've slain — a trivial clan —Were ...
Bright flashes of sunshine—sweet snatches of song—Warm gushings of kindness, come thrilling alongThe chords of old memories, melting the tone,And ...
Ye wha are fain to hae your nameWrote in the bonny book of fame,Let merit nae pretension claimTo laurel'd wreath,But ...
Not in a climate near the sunDid the cloud with its trailing fringes float,Whence, white as the down of an ...
With rod and line I took my way That led me through the gossip trees, Where all the forest was asway With hurry ...
"We have the receipt of fern seed: we walk invisible."—HENRY IVAnd we have met but twice or thrice!—Three times enough ...
Turn from the ways of this Woman! Campaspe we call her by name —She is fairer than flowers of the ...
A soldier boy lay dreamingIn his lonely prison cell,While the stars above were gleaming,And their lustre on him fell.His dreams ...
Shock's fate I mourn; poor Shock is now no more, Ye Muses mourn, ye chamber-maids deplore. Unhappy Shock! yet more unhappy fair, Doom'd ...
I speak not of beauty; — it is not a face That can win the affection of hearts such as mine ...
THE dreamy earth is flooded o'erWith warm and hazy light,September's latest boon, beforeShe feels the hoar frost in the night;And, ...
IThere are faeries, bright of eye,Who the wildflowers' warders are:Ouphes, that chase the firefly;Elves, that ride the shooting-star:Fays, who in ...
Are you, like me, a peevish brat,With feelings extra-fine?Are you disposed to whip the catWhen misadventure lays your flat?Then paste ...
1 Like to the clear in highest sphere2 Where all imperial glory shines,3 Of selfsame colour is her hair,4 Whether ...
Celestial choir! enthron'd in realms of light,Columbia's scenes of glorious toils I write.While freedom's cause her anxious breast alarms,She flashes ...
SHE is yet a child in years,Twelve springs are on her face,Yet in her slender form appearsThe woman's perfect grace.Her ...
Hang up the harp! I hear them say,Nor sing again an Afric lay.The time has passed; we would forget--And sadly ...
Do you ever think of me? you who died Ere our Youth's first fervour chilled,With your soft eyes and your pulses ...
'LEAVES and brambles from hill and hollowCome and gather!' the children cried;'The sun goes down, and the night will follow,A ...
I oft have met her slowly wanderingBeside a leafy stream, her locks blown wild,Her cheeks a hectic flush, more fair ...
IThou sit'st among the sunny silencesOf terraced hills and woodland galleries,Thou utterance of all calm melodies,Thou lutanist of Earth's most ...
I love thee not for sacred chastity.Who loves for that? nor for thy sprightly wit:I love thee not for thy ...
The languid Southern night was faintWith wafted breath of odorous bloom!The heavy masses of the treesWere clustered full of dewy ...
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