Jamie And His Mother-In The Tropics (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
JAMIE.O MOTHER, what country is that I seeFar over the stream and the boulders gray,Where the wind-song pipes, and the ...
Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems on Light (107 Poems)
Not Dead (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
To J.A.D.HERE, at the sweetest hour of this sweet day,Here in the calmest woodland haunt I know,Benignant thoughts around my ...
The World Within Us (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
PERCHANCE our inward world may partly beBut outward Nature's fine epitome;Now, o'er it floats some cloud of tender painToo frail ...
Mountain Sonnets (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
HERE let me pause by the lone eagle's nest,And breathe the ...
“In Utroque Fidelis” (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
ALONG the woods the whispering night-airs swoon,A single bird-note dies adown the trees,Clear, pallid, mournful, droops the summer moon,Dipped in ...
To Bayard Taylor Beyond Us (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
A VISION OF CHRISTMAS EVE, 1878.AS here within I watch the fervid coals,While the chill heavens without shine wanly white,I ...
From The Woods (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
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 ...
Motes (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
UP and down, up and down,In the air the sunshine mellows--Green or yellow, gold or brown,See those gay capricious fellows!Sparkling, ...
Twilight Monologue (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
CAN it be that the glory of manhood has passed,That its purpose, its passion, its might,Have all paled with the ...
Lines (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THOUGH dowered with instincts keen and high,With burning thoughts that wooed the light,The scornful world hath passed him by,And left ...
The Shadows On The Wall (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
WHAT mournful influence chills my soul to-night?I watch the expiring flames that fade and fall,From which outleap vague shafts of ...
In The Gray Of The Evening. Autumn. (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
WHEN o'er yon forest solitudesThe sky of autumn evening broods--A heaven whose warp, but palely bright,Shot through with woofs of ...
Marion (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
URCHIN of the Syrian face,And half melancholy grace,With a look in your dark eyes,Sometimes deep and overwise;What shall be your ...
The Voice In The Pines (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE morn is softly beautiful and still,Its light fair clouds in pencilled gold and grayPause motionless above the pine-grown hill,Where ...
Lethe (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
A DUMB, dark region through whose desolate heartCreeps a dull river with a stagnant flood;Its skies are sombre-hued, and dreary ...
The Valley Of Anostan (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
AN Orient legend, which hath all the lightAnd fragrance of the asphodels of heaven,Smiles on us from old (Paul Hamilton ...
To A Bee (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
SMALL epicurean, would to heaven that ICould borrow your lithe body and swift wingTo speed, a lightning atom through the ...
Before The Mirror (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
WHERE in her chamber by the Southern sea,Her taper's light shone soft and silvery,Fair as a planet mirrored in the ...
Lamia Unveiled (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
HER step is soft as a fay's footfall,And her eyes are wonderful founts of blue;But I've seen that small foot ...
Welcome To Frost (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
O SPIRIT! at whose wafts of chilling breathAutumn unbinds her zone, to rest in death;Touched by whose blight the light ...
Love’s Autumn [To My Wife.] (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
I WOULD not lose a single silvery rayOf those white locks which like a milky wayStreak the dusk midnight of ...
Hints Of Spring (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
A SOFTENING of the misty heaven,A subtle murmur in the air;The electric flash through coverts oldOf many a shy wing, ...
In The Bower (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE gusty and passionate March hath died;And now in the golden April-tideThere sits in the shade of her jasmine bowerA ...
In Harbor (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
I THINK it is over, over,I think it is over at last,Voices of foeman and lover,The sweet and the bitter ...
Violets (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
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, ...
Our Humming-Bird (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
AH, well I know the reason whyThey called her by that graceful name:She seems a creature born with wings,O'er which ...
Here And There (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
HERE the warm sunshine fillsLike wine of gods the deepening, cup-shaped dells,Embossed with marvellous flowers; the happy rillsRoam through the ...
“The Laughing Hours Before Her Feet” (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
The laughing Hours before her feet,Are scattering spring-time roses,And the voices in her soul are sweetAs music's mellowed closes;All hopes ...
“A Little While I Fain Would Linger Yet.” (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
A LITTLE while (my life is almost set!)I fain would pause along the downward way,Musing an hour in this sad ...
Rachel (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE wan September moonbeams, struggling downThrough the gray clouds upon her desolate head,The coldness of their muffled radiance shedFaintly above ...