Blanche And Nell (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
OH, Blanche is a city lady,Bedecked in her silks and lace:She walks with the mien of a stately queen,And a ...
OH, Blanche is a city lady,Bedecked in her silks and lace:She walks with the mien of a stately queen,And a ...
BEYOND our moss-grown pathway liesA dell so fair, to genial eyes,It dawns an ever-fresh surprise!To touch its charms with gentler ...
LIKE streamlets to a silent sea,These songs with varied motionFlow from bright fancy's uplands free,To Lethe's clouded ocean;They lapse in ...
WHEN I am gone, what alien steps shall treadThis flowery garden-close?What alien hands shall pluck the violets sweet,Or gather the ...
HER step is soft as a fay's footfall,And her eyes are wonderful founts of blue;But I've seen that small foot ...
THE wan September moonbeams, struggling downThrough the gray clouds upon her desolate head,The coldness of their muffled radiance shedFaintly above ...
FLY, swiftly flyThrough yon fair sky,O purple-pinioned Hours!And bring once more the balmy night,When from her lattice, silvery bright,Love's beacon-star--her ...
AN idle poet, dreaming in the sun,One given to much unhallowed vagrancyOf thought and step; who, when he comes to ...
LET the world roll blindly on!Give me shallow, give me sun,And a perfumed eve as this is:Let me lie,Dreamfully,When the ...
WHEN Heaven was stormy, Earth was cold,And sunlight shunned the wold and wave,--Thought burrowed in the churchyard mould,And fed on ...
WITHOUT the squares of misted pane,I saw the wan autumnal rain,And heard, o'er tufts of churchyard ...
OVER her face, so tender and meek,The light of a prophecy lies,That has silvered the red of the rose on ...
WE roam, my love and I,'Mid the rich woodland grasses,Where, through dense clouds of greenery,The softened sunshine passes;But near a ...
THE brave old poets sing of nobler themesThan those weak griefs which harass craven souls;The torrent of their lusty music ...
WE might have been! ah, yes! we might have beenAmong the laurelled noblemen of thought,Who lift their species with them ...
SHALL I not falter on melodious wing,In that my notes are weak and may not riseTo those world-wide entrancing harmonies,Which ...
THIS is my world! within these narrow walls,I own a princely service. The hot careAnd tumult of our frenzied life ...
O BLINDED readers of the scroll of time,Think ye that freedom yields her hand to crime?Or the fair whiteness of ...
FROM this far realm of pines I waft thee nowA brother's greeting, Poet, tried and true;So thick the laurels on ...
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