Lines Written On Leaving New Rochelle (Joseph Rodman Drake Poems)
WHENE'ER thy wandering footstep bendsIts pathway to the Hermit tree,Among its cordial band of friends,Sweet Mary! wilt thou number me?Though ...
WHENE'ER thy wandering footstep bendsIts pathway to the Hermit tree,Among its cordial band of friends,Sweet Mary! wilt thou number me?Though ...
_On reading De Quincey's "Confessions of an Opium Eater."_ I seemed to stand before a temple walled From shadows and night's unrealities; Filled ...
'The Awakening'ByCharles L. EastThere comes.at times.an insidious awakeningthat stirs my soul to memories,so faint,intangible,of past strife and death.and life.of glories ...
When sorrow lays us lowfor a second we are savedby humble windfallsof the mindfulness or memory:the taste of a fruit, ...
To meet, and part, as we have met and parted, One moment cherished and the next forgot,To wear a smile when ...
When sorrow lays us lowfor a second we are savedby humble windfallsof the mindfulness or memory:the taste of a fruit, ...
Some men have not learned that heartwoundsas deep as a woman's need for lovedo not respond to phoney curativesof roses, ...
And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings,That appeared once, still wetAs shining chestnuts under a ...
Not here,--not here, where weak conventions mar Life's hopes and joys, Love's beauty, truth and grace, Must I come near thee, greet ...
The first approach of the sweet springReturning here once more, —The memory of the love that holdsIn my fond heart ...
On you I think, while lingering far awayFrom all I love, till streams the eye with tears,--The fields are full ...
We learnt the creed at Hungerford,We learnt the creed at Bourke;We learnt it in the good timesAnd learnt it out ...
And shall the living waters heedour vain desire, insensate Art!and fill the common dust I kneadupgather'd from the trodden mart?As ...
Her darkness fell, before her day was done;But now, profounder light's illiterate cloud,She needs no eyes, she learns to follow ...
Mirrors of morn Whence the dewdrop is born, Soft tints of the rainbow and skies-- Sisters of song, What a shadowy throng Around you in ...
I have to select a word for material.It should be talked about in the smallest possible amount andhave a deep ...
Ellen, my heart is not yet thine, And still I can but sigh,Whene'er I view thy semblance shine In Memory's mirror nigh.Thy ...
How pleasant is the memoryOf those who die in early youth,With minds from guilt and error free,The shrines of innocence ...
Could I reveal the secret joyThy presence always with it brings,The memories so strangely wakedOf long forgotten things,The love, the ...
Thou, who the verdant plain dost traverse here,While Thames among his willows from thy viewRetires; o stranger, stay thee, and ...
Sweet Love forgive, if when I deemed me wise, I doubted what I could not understand, With time has come the opening ...
Friend of my many years!When the great silence falls, at last, on me,Let me not leave, to pain and sadden ...
Ah me! I shall not waken soonFrom dreams of such divinity!A spirit singing 'neath the moonTo me.Wild sea-spray driven of ...
Why will you haunt me unawares, And walk into my sleep, Pacing its shadowy thoroughfares,Where long-dried perfume scents the airs, While ghosts of ...
Ask Time, swift-footed, to return again, Would flowers he gathered shine with morning dew, And touch our hearts as once they used ...
How many years have passedsince I stepped across the thresholdfor the last time?A bridal canopy of turbid smokehas spanned itselfabove ...
He lost his money first of allAnd losing that is half the story-And later on he tried a fallWith fate, ...
MY prow is tending toward the west,Old voices growing faint, dear faces dim, And all that I have loved the bestFar ...
For Thee my heart leaps up; stern judgments spring; And lo, a mighty music shakes my soul! Before me flash great names ...
O come, white snow, and hide the Summer dead! Let not a flower of all I loved be seen! O blinding sky ...
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