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 ...
ONCE on the throne of Argos sat a maid,Daphles the fair; serene and unafraidShe ruled her realm, for the rough ...
I.LOVE scorns degrees! the low he lifteth high,The high he draweth down to that fair plainWhereon, in his divine equality,Two ...
"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 ...
WITH bayonets slanted in the glittering light,With solemn ...
THE swift mysterious seasons rise and set;The omnipotent years pass o'er us, bright or dun;--Dawns blush, and mid-days burn, 'till ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
AS some half-vanquished lion,Who long hath kept at bayA band of sturdy forestersBarring his blood-stained way--Sore-smitten, weak and wounded--Glares forth ...
SOBER September, robed in gray and dun,Smiled from the forest in half-pensive wise;A misty sweetness shone in her mild eyes,And ...
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 ...
THE fashions and the forms of men decay,The seasons perish, the calm sunsets die,Ne'er with the same bright pomp of ...
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 ...
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 ...
WELL, Maussa! if you wants to heer, I'll tell you 'bout um 'true.Doh de berry taut ob dat bad time ...
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 ...
MY Mother-land! thou wert the first to flingThy virgin flag of freedom to the breeze,The first to front along thy ...
PART I.How say'st, thou? die to-morrrow? Oh! my friend!The bitter, bitter ...
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