Antonio Melidori (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
SCENE I.[A place not far from the summit of Mount Psiloriti, in the Isle of Candia. Philota discovered with a ...
SCENE I.[A place not far from the summit of Mount Psiloriti, in the Isle of Candia. Philota discovered with a ...
LITTLE Bob Bonnyface went out one dayInto his father's fields to play;Twas a morn undarkened by mist or cloud,With the ...
THE ship went down at noonday in a cam,When not a zephyr broke the crystal sea.We two escaped alone: we ...
A BRAVE young poet born in days of Eld,Dwelt 'mid the frozen Northlands; he beheld,And wondering, sung the marvels of ...
WELL, Maussa! if you wants to heer, I'll tell you 'bout um 'true.Doh de berry taut ob dat bad time ...
SCENE..CATHARINE.Art thou prepared to risk ...
MY Mother-land! thou wert the first to flingThy virgin flag of freedom to the breeze,The first to front along thy ...
A LEGEND OF 1516.WHAT time o'er gory lands and threatening seasFair fortune, wearied, fled the Genoese--What time from many a ...
THEY declare that I'm gracefully pretty,The very best waltzer that whirls;They say I am sparkling and witty,The pearl, the queen ...
AS in those lands of mighty mountain heights,The streams, by sudden tempests overcharged,Sweep down the slopes, hearing swift ruin with ...
I WALKED the ancient graveyard's ample round,Yet found therein not one illustrious nameWedded by Death to Fame.The sea-winds moaned by ...
ROLY POLY'S just awakened,Wakened in his cosy bed,All his dainty ringlets tumbledO'er his shoulders, and his head:Roly Poly's cheeks are ...
In the realm that Nature boundethAre there balmy shores of peace,Where no passion-torrent soundeth,And no storm-wind seeks release?Rest they 'mid ...
THE maimed and broken warrior lay,By his last foeman brought to bay.No sounds of battlefield were there--The drum's deep bass, ...
WHAT! still does the mother of treason uprearHer crest 'gainst the furies that darken her sea,Unquelled by mistrust, and unblanched ...
THE Red Rose bowed one golden summer's night,The Red Rose bent, low whispering to the White,"Thou pallid shadow of a ...
WHY should I, with a mournful, morbid spleen,Lament that here, in this half-desert scene,My lot is placed?At least the poet-winds ...
THOUGH dowered with instincts keen and high,With burning thoughts that wooed the light,The scornful world hath passed him by,And left ...
It is a sweet tradition, with a soulOf tenderest pathos! Hearken, love!—for allThe sacred undercurrents of the heartThrill to its ...
WHEN the land' s martyr, mid her tears,Outbreathed his latest breath,The discord of long, festering years,Lay also dumb in death:Our ...
STURDY little form, of trueSaxon pattern, through and through;Face as purely Saxon, too,With a smile demure and sly,Dimpled cheek and ...
'Tis the part of a coward to broodO'er the past that is withered and dead:What though the heart's roses are ...
FIRST SONG.LET me die by the sea!When his billows are haughty and high,And the storm-wind's abroad,--When his dark passion grasps ...
THIS is the place--I pray thee, friend,Leave me alone with that dread grief,Whose raven wings o'erarch the grave,Closed on a ...
BESIDE the coast for many a roodWere fragments of a shipwreck strewn;And there in sad and sombre moodI walked the ...
A MOMENT'S gleam, hint of sunnier weather,Borne from the storm-clouds and the mists of fate;Dawned, with a tender "Peradventure" hither,A ...
I GRANT you that our fate is terrible,Bitter as gall. What then? Will lamentation,Childish complaint, everlasting wailings,Grief, groans, despair, help ...
"What though the Isthmus lacks an ocean-gate,Delve not the soil! If Jove had willed it so,His watchful power had opened ...
WITH these dead leaves stripped from a withered tree,And slowly fluttering round us, gentle friend,Some faithless soul a sad presage ...
I STOOD in twilight by the winter's sea;The spectral tides with hollow, hungry roar,Broke massed and mighty on the shrinking ...
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