The Story Of Glaucus The Thessalian (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
LIST to this legend, which an antique poetHath left among the musty tomes of eld,Like a flushed rosebud pressed between ...
Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems on Literature (21 Poems)
Stonewall Jackson (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE fashions and the forms of men decay,The seasons perish, the calm sunsets die,Ne'er with the same bright pomp of ...
The Snow-Messengers (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE pine-trees lift their dark bewildered eyes--Or so I deem--up to the clouded skies;No breeze, no faintest breeze, is heard ...
Frida And Her Poet (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
A BRAVE young poet born in days of Eld,Dwelt 'mid the frozen Northlands; he beheld,And wondering, sung the marvels of ...
By The Grave Of Henry Timrod (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
WHEN last we parted--thy frail hand in mine--Above us smiled September's passionless sky,And touched by fragrant airs, the hillside pineThrilled ...
Lucifer’s Deputy (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
A POET once, whose tuneful soul, perchance,Too fondly leaned toward sin, and sin's romance,On a long vanished eve, so calm ...
England (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
LAND of my father's love, my father's race,How long must I in weary exile sighTo meet thee, O my empress, ...
“Philip My King.” (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
"PHILIP my king", ay, still thou art a king,Though storms of sorrow on thy suffering headHave flashed and thundered through ...
“An idle poet, dreaming” (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
AN idle poet, dreaming in the sun,One given to much unhallowed vagrancyOf thought and step; who, when he comes to ...
The May Sky (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
O SKY! O lucid sky of May!O'er which the fleecy clouds have stolen,In bands snow-white, and glimmering-gray,Or heart-steeped in a ...
To O.W. Holmes. On His Birthday (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
DEAR Doctor, whose blandly invincible penHas honored so of tell your great fellowmenWith your genius and virtues, who doubts it ...
To Henry W. Longfellow (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
I THINK earth's noblest, most pathetic sightIs some old poet, round whose laurel-crownThe long gray locks are streaming softly down;--Whose ...
Sonnet Written On A Fly-Leaf Of “The Rubaiyat” Of Omar Khayyam, The Astronomer-Poet Of Persia. (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
WHO deems the soul to endless death is thrall,That no life breathes beyond that moment dire,When every sense seems lost ...
Freshness Of Poetic Perception (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
DAY followed day; years perish; still mine eyesAre opened on the self-same round of space;Yon fadeless forests in their Titan ...
To Edgar Fawcett (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
ART thou some reckless poet, fiercely free,Singing vague songs an errant brain inspires?Mad with the ravening force of inward fires,Whose ...
To Longfellow (On Hearing He Was Ill.) (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
O THOU, whose potent genius (like the sunTenderly mellowed by a rippling haze)Hast gained thee all men's homage, love and ...
“Now, while the rear-guard” (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
NOW, while the rear-guard of the flying year,Rugged December on the season's vergeMarshals his pale days to the mournful dirgeOf ...
“Too oft the poet in elaborate verse” (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
Too oft the poet in elaborate verse,Flushed with quaint images and gorgeous tropes,Casteth a doubtful light, which is not hope's,On ...
Bryant Dead! (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
LO! there he lies, our Patriarch Poet, dead!The solemn angel of eternal peaceHas waved a wand of mystery o'er his ...
To The Poet Whittier. On His 70th Birthday. (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
FROM this far realm of pines I waft thee nowA brother's greeting, Poet, tried and true;So thick the laurels on ...
The Nest (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
AT the Poet's life-core lyingIs a sheltered and sacred nest,Where, as yet, unfledged for flying,His callow fancies rest:Fancies, and thoughts, ...