The Visit Of Mahmoud Ben Suleim To Paradise (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
BENEATH the shadow of a breezeless palmMahmoud Ben Suleim, in the evening calm,Sat, with his gravely meditative eyesTurned on the ...
BENEATH the shadow of a breezeless palmMahmoud Ben Suleim, in the evening calm,Sat, with his gravely meditative eyesTurned on the ...
OFTTIMES an old man's yesterdays o'er his frail vision pass,Dim as the twilight tints that touch a dusk-enshrouded glass;But, ah! ...
Delivered on the first anniversary of the Carolina Art Association, Feb. 10, 1856.THERE are two worlds wherein our souls may ...
LIST to this legend, which an antique poetHath left among the musty tomes of eld,Like a flushed rosebud pressed between ...
I HAD a vision at that mystic hour,When in the ebon garden of the Night,Blooms the Cimmerian flowerOf doubt and ...
ONE morning I said to my wife,Near the time when the heavens are rifeWith the Equinoctial strife,"Arabella, the weather looks ...
WHAT time the Norman ruled in SicilyAt that mild season when the vernal sea,O'erflitted by the zephyrs frolic wing,Dances and ...
LITTLE Bob Bonnyface went out one dayInto his father's fields to play;Twas a morn undarkened by mist or cloud,With the ...
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, ...
THE pine-trees lift their dark bewildered eyes--Or so I deem--up to the clouded skies;No breeze, no faintest breeze, is heard ...
A BRAVE young poet born in days of Eld,Dwelt 'mid the frozen Northlands; he beheld,And wondering, sung the marvels of ...
SCENE I.[The hall of a country house in Westmoreland, surrounded with portraits of the M. . . . family. Allan ...
PART I.How say'st, thou? die to-morrrow? Oh! my friend!The bitter, bitter ...
THEY declare that I'm gracefully pretty,The very best waltzer that whirls;They say I am sparkling and witty,The pearl, the queen ...
ALTON.YOU see that man with the quick eyes and brow,Too ponderous almost for his slender frame,His dark locks tinged with ...
HARK, hark! down the century's long reaching slopeTo those transports of triumph, those raptures of hope,The voices of main and ...
Feb. 22, 1732BRIGHT natal morn! what face appearsBeyond the rolling mist of years?A face whose loftiest traits, combineAll virtues of ...
O LOVE, it is our wedding day!This morn,--how swift the seasons flee!--A virgin morn of cloudless May,You gave your loyal ...
YOUR face, my boy, when six months old,We propped you laughing in a chair,And the sun-artist caught the goldWhich rippled ...
THOU hast thy mother's eyes, my child--Her deep dark eyes: the undefiledSweetness which breathes around her mouth,A perfect rosebud of ...
MY father! in the vague, mysterious past,My boyish thoughts have wandered o'er and o'er,To thy lone grave upon a distant ...
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 ...
A widower muses over the likeness of his dead wife.THE face, the beautiful face,In its living flush and glow,The perfect ...
I WOULD not lose a single silvery rayOf those white locks which like a milky wayStreak the dusk midnight of ...
I AM happy with her I love,In a circle of charmed repose;My soul leaps up to follow her feetWherever my ...
AH, well I know the reason whyThey called her by that graceful name:She seems a creature born with wings,O'er which ...
'Tis the part of a coward to broodO'er the past that is withered and dead:What though the heart's roses are ...
THE glowing tints of a tropic eve,Burn on her radiant cheek,And we know that her voice is rich and low,Though ...
YOUR hair is scant, my friend, and mine is scanter,On heads snowed white by Time, the disenchanter;In place of joyous ...
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