Elegy On Sophia Graham (Matilda Betham Poems)
WHO DIED JAN. 21, 1800. Sweet is the voice of Friendship to the ear, Sweet is Affection's mildly-beaming eye, Sweet the applause which ...
WHO DIED JAN. 21, 1800. Sweet is the voice of Friendship to the ear, Sweet is Affection's mildly-beaming eye, Sweet the applause which ...
I was born in Boston in1949. I never wantedthis fact to be known, infact I've spent the betterhalf of my ...
I do not come to weep above thy pall, And mourn the dying-out of noble powers,The poet's clearer eye should see, ...
Dear Anna, -- Between friend and friend,Prose answers every common end;Serves, in a plain and homely way,To express the occurrence ...
WHEN we were farm boys, years ago,I dare not tell how many,When, strange to say, the fairest dayWas often dark ...
WHEN last we parted--thy frail hand in mine--Above us smiled September's passionless sky,And touched by fragrant airs, the hillside pineThrilled ...
IHave you not heard the poets tellHow came the dainty Baby BellInto this world of ours?The gates of heaven were ...
Columbus looked; and still around them spread,From south to north, th' immeasurable shade;At last, the central shadows burst away,And rising ...
(_Epilogue to 'The Two Poets of Croisic.'_)What a pretty tale you told meOnce upon a time--Said you found it somewhere ...
Ne chasto li poverhnost' moryaVolnuet groznyh bur' prihod,I s valom val uzhasnyj sporya,Kremnistye brega tryaset!Ne chasto l' den' prelestnyj, yasnyj Skryvaet ...
It was not then a poet's dream, An idle vaunt of song,Such as beneath the moon's soft gleam On vacant fancies throng;Which ...
1She cleaned house, and then lay down longOn the long stair.On one of those cold white wingsThat the strange fowl ...
1.WHATE'ER Arcadian scenes in fancy's dreams,Delight the eye and rise before the view,Stupendous rocks, wild woods, meand'ring streams,And lakes adorn'd ...
I 1.Farewell to Leyden's lonely bound,The Belgian Muse's sober seat;Where dealing frugal gifts aroundTo all the favorites at her feet,She ...
OH, what's the way to Arcady, To Arcady, To Arcady;Oh, what's the way to Arcady, Where all the leaves are merry?Oh, what's ...
COME, spread your wings, as I spread mine,And leave the crowded hallFor where the eyes of twilight shineO'er evening's western ...
Oh Thou! whose viewless form, slow-stealing Time!Has silent march'd o'er many a conquer'd year!Shall thy chill pow'r pervade the glowing ...
Recited at the Century Club, New York: Twelfth Night. 1906Come all ye good Centurions and wise men of the times,You've ...
Why idly, shepherd, through the live-long day,In thriftless song thy youthful leisure waste?The busy world now beckons thee away;Oh! quit ...
HERE, pent about by office walls And barren eyes all day,'Tis sweet to think of waterfalls Two hundred miles away!I would not ...
YOUTH.AWAY, thou swarthy witch! Go forth From out my house, I tell thee!Or else I needs must, in my wrath, Expel thee!What's ...
SpringThe year's first poem done,with smug self confidencea haikai poet.Longer has become the daytime;a pheasant is flutteringdown onto the bridge.Yearning ...
Recited at Burns' Centenary Festival, held at Mauchlin, January 25, 1859Oh Bard beloved! as pilgrims to thy shrine, With song and ...
If Maroes Muse, if Homers sacred vaine, (VVhich auncient Poets, intombed lye in molde) Parnassus Nimphes had bett into my braine If that ...
A BalladThe wave, soft murmuring,With the wind frolicking,Leaps up into the air.You see it tremble, hover,Tumble and topple over,It is ...
BECAUSE HE had sinned and suffered, because he loved the land,And because of his wonderful sympathy, he held men's hearts ...
I was born in 1902I never once went back to my birthplaceI don't like to turn backat three I served ...
A POET once, whose tuneful soul, perchance,Too fondly leaned toward sin, and sin's romance,On a long vanished eve, so calm ...
When wise Minerva still was young And just the least romantic,Soon after from Jove's head she flung That preternatural antic,'Tis said, to ...
There in the bracken was the ominous spoor mark,Huge, splayed, deadly, and quiet as breath,And all around lay bloodied and ...
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