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 ...
"WOE! woe is me! the centuries pass away,The mortal seasons run their ceaseless rounds,While here I wither for the sunbright ...
"A HORSE amongst ten thousand! on the verge,The extremest verge of equine life he stands;Yet mark his action, as those ...
Delivered on the first anniversary of the Carolina Art Association, Feb. 10, 1856.THERE are two worlds wherein our souls may ...
O! THE rolling, rushing fire!O! the fire!How it rages, wilder, higher,Like a hot heart's fierce desire,Thrilled with passion that appalls ...
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 ...
I CANNOT tell when first I saw her face;Was it athwart a sunset on the sea,When the huge billows heaved ...
A "PETITE COMEDIE" IN RHYME.LOVER.COQUETTE! coquette! now, is it fairTo weave for me your magic hair,Binding me thus, all unaware?Till, ...
A MAN of peace, I never dared to marry,Lover of tranquil hours, I dwelt apart;Outside the realm where noisy schemes ...
SCENE I.[The hall of a country house in Westmoreland, surrounded with portraits of the M. . . . family. Allan ...
SCENE..CATHARINE.Art thou prepared to risk ...
PART I.How say'st, thou? die to-morrrow? Oh! my friend!The bitter, bitter ...
ONE morn, hard by a slumberous streamlet's wave,The plane-trees stirless in the unbreathing calm,And all the lush-red roses drooped in ...
WHEN last we parted--thy frail hand in mine--Above us smiled September's passionless sky,And touched by fragrant airs, the hillside pineThrilled ...
I LIFT these hands with iron fetters banded:Beneath the scornful sunlight and cold starsI rear my once imperial forehead brandedBy ...
AS in those lands of mighty mountain heights,The streams, by sudden tempests overcharged,Sweep down the slopes, hearing swift ruin with ...
A.HE is a man whose complex characterFew can decipher rightly; but for meI have found the key at last!B.What make ...
WHAT a pure and chastened splendor,What a grace of joyance tender,Like to starlight or to moonlight,Melting into fairy Junelight,Sleeps my ...
I LOVE Queen August's stately sway,And all her fragrant south winds say,With vague, mysterious meanings fraught,Of unimaginable thought;Those winds, 'mid ...
O! HOP is a sailor used up in the war,With a single good leg to stand on;And a face as ...
A CUP of your potent "mountain dew,"By the camp-fire's ruddy light;Let us drink to a spirit as leal and trueAs ...
WHAT murmurs are these that so wofully riseInto heart-storms of agony borne from afar?A tempest of passion, a tumult of ...
THE storm had raved its furious soul away;O'er its wild ruins Twilight, spectral, gray,Stole like a nun, 'midst wounded men ...
THEY slept on the field which their valor had won,But arose with the first early blush of the sun,For they ...
CROUCHED low in a sordid chamber,With a cupboard of empty shelves,Half starved, and, alas, unableTo comfort or help themselves,Two children ...
WHEN the war-drums beat and the trumpets blare,When banners flaunt in the stormy air,When at thought of the deeds that ...
YOUR face, my boy, when six months old,We propped you laughing in a chair,And the sun-artist caught the goldWhich rippled ...
MORTALS there are who seem, all over, flame,Vitalized radiance, keen, intense, and high,Whose souls, like planets in it dominant sky,Burn ...
DEAD! dead! in sooth his marbled brow is cold,And prostrate lies that brave, majestic head;True! his stilled features own death's ...
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