Sonnet VII (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
SUNSET, the god-like artist, paints on airPictures of loveliness and terror blent!Lo! yonder clouds, like mountains tempest-rent,Through whose abysmal depths ...
SUNSET, the god-like artist, paints on airPictures of loveliness and terror blent!Lo! yonder clouds, like mountains tempest-rent,Through whose abysmal depths ...
HOW many a budding plant is born to fade!How many a May bloom wilt with quick decay!Ofttimes the ruddiest rose ...
O GRANITE nature; like a mountain heightWhich pierces heaven! yet with foundations deep,Rooted where earth's majestic forces sleep,In quiet breathing ...
THEN whence, O Death! thy dreariness? We knowThat every flower the breeze's flattering breathWooes to a blush, and love-like murmuring ...
SHE stood beneath the vine-leaves flushed and fair;The dimpling smiles around her tender mouth,Seemed born of mellow sunshine of the ...
I FEEL the kisses of this lingering breeze,Warm, close, and ardent as the lips of love,I quaff the sunshine streaming ...
HAST thou beheld a landscape dull and bare,On which, at times, a flying gleam was shedFrom some shy sunbeam shifting ...
THE crescent moon, with pallid glow,Swept backward like a bended bow:Across, a shaft of phantom lightThrilled, like an arrow winged ...
Too oft the poet in elaborate verse,Flushed with quaint images and gorgeous tropes,Casteth a doubtful light, which is not hope's,On ...
ON a steep hillside, to all airs that blow,Open, and open to the varying sky,Our cottage homestead, smiling tranquilly,Catches morn's ...
AS one who strays from out some shadowy glade,Fronting a lurid noontide, stern, yet bright,O'er mart and tower, and castellated ...
SHALL I not falter on melodious wing,In that my notes are weak and may not riseTo those world-wide entrancing harmonies,Which ...
BEHOLD! how weirdly, wonderfully grandThe shades and colors of yon sunset sky!Rare isles of light in crimson oceans lie,Whose airy ...
DEFEATED! but never disheartened!Repulsed! but unconquered in will,Upon dreary discomfitures buildingHer virtue's strong battlements still,The soul, through the siege of ...
SUFFERING! and yet majestical in pain;Mysterious! yet, like spring-showers in the sun,Veiling the light with their melodious rain,Life is a ...
CLOSE to the verge of fourscore crowded yearsYour heart is strong, your soul serene and bright;As when confronting first life's ...
WE need the clasp of hand in hand,The light flashed warm from neighboring eyes:Or else as weary seasons pass--Alas! alas!Our ...
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