The Substitute (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
PART I.How say'st, thou? die to-morrrow? Oh! my friend!The bitter, bitter ...
PART I.How say'st, thou? die to-morrrow? Oh! my friend!The bitter, bitter ...
AND where he sat beneath the mystic stars,Nigh the twin founts of Immortality,That feed fair channels of the Stream of ...
DEAD! dead! in sooth his marbled brow is cold,And prostrate lies that brave, majestic head;True! his stilled features own death's ...
A GUSTY wind o'ersweeps the garden close,And, where the jonquil, with the white-rod glows,Riots like some rude hoyden uncontrolled.But here, ...
ENOUGH, this glimpse of splendor wed to shame;Enough this gilded misery, this bright woe.Pause, genial wind! that even here dost ...
GOD'S benison upon each happy dayDead now and gone!--its gentle ghost our feetDoth follow, singing faintly; and how sweet--Tenderly sweet, ...
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