On Seeing Mrs. Kean As Constance In King John (Anne C Lynch Poems)
'Twas no illusion; from the Past the veil was rent away;The tide that never changes ebbed, and bore me to ...
'Twas no illusion; from the Past the veil was rent away;The tide that never changes ebbed, and bore me to ...
When Autumn's melancholy robes the land With silence, and sad fadings mystical Of other years move thro' the ...
O child! who to this evil world art come, Led by the unseen hand of Him who guards thee, ...
IAnother life from Life's Fountain,Hath flowed through thy life into being,And entered a deathless existence.The sun may go down in ...
On a background of pale goldI would trace with quaint design,Penciled fine,Brilliant-colored, Moorish scenes,Mosques and crescents, pages, queens,Line on line,That ...
(_The Cry of the Modern_) World-sorrow have I known, like unto God. Nothing there is of pain but echoes down ...
Now with wan ray that other sun of Song Sets in the bleakening waters of my soul:One step, and lo! ...
Next To Everest Highest Of MountainsO white priest of Eternity, aroundWhose lofty summit veiling clouds ariseOf the earth's immemorial sacrificeTo ...
TO THE MEMORY OF MY DEAR DECEASED FRIEND,MRS. SUCKLING,WIFE of ROBERT SUCKLING, Esq. of WOODTON HALL, Norfolk. ARE these sad ...
RISE sacred dawn of everlasting day,And guide my spirit on its heavenward way.At thy approach the shades of night retire,We ...
SMALL wren, mute pecking at the last red plum Or twittering idly at the yellowing boughs Fruit-emptied, over thy forsaken ...
AS late the Muse in silent hour I sought,And chanc'd to rove the various field of thought,Where many a trifle ...
Outcast from her home in SyriaIn the lonely, dreary wild;Heavy hearted, sorrow stricken,Sat a mother and her child.There was not ...
Beautiful demon, O veil those eyes of fire, Cover your breads that are whiter than milk, and ruddy With dewy ...
Here in the silence cometh unto me A song that is not mine,With ...
The fresh young leaves are coming, Dear!In the genial prime of May; And the bees in the blooms are humming, ...
At last the dream of youth Stands fair and bright before me,The sunshine of the home of truth Falls tremulously ...
I.One is a slow and melancholy maid;I know riot if she cometh from the skiesOr from the sleepy gulfs, but ...
METHINKS I hear the band of saints above, In holy anthem join'd, their voices raise,Tuning their golden harps to ...
A boy's young fancy taketh loveMost simply, with the rind thereof;A boy's young fancy tasteth moreThe rind, than the deific ...
Virtue may unlock hell, or evenA sin turn in the wards of Heaven,(As ethics of the text-book go),So little men ...
Methought the unknown God we seek in vain Grew weary of the evil He had wrought-The piteous litanies of ...
I LAY on that rock where the storms have their dwelling, The birthplace of phantoms, the home of the ...
Whisper, O wings of the wind! Sing me your song, O sea!Grey is the weary world, and grey is the ...
O Blest unfabled Incense Tree,That burns in glorious Araby,With red scent chalicing the air,Till earth-life grow Elysian there!Half buried to ...
Tho' youth may boast the curls that flow,In sunny waves of auburn glow;As graceful on thy hoary head,Has time the ...
Green afternoon serene and bright, along my street you sail away Sun-dappled like a ship of light that glints upon ...
A. M. M.BEHOLD her sitting in the sunThis lovely April morn,As eager with the breath of lifeAs daffodils new-born!A priestess ...
Superior General of the Congregation of the Missionand of the Sisters of Charity.A shadow slept folded in vestments, The dream ...
PRECIOUS glimpses through the future's curtain He may catch, who sees the past unveiled; Else, in seeking for a goal ...
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