Sonnets (Peter John Allan Poems)
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
I STOOD upon a mountain, lip to lipWith rosy morning, and her breathing cameRefreshingly upon my fever'd brow;I felt my ...
We do not know each other—'tis the phraseOf the cold, artful world which I abhor;But in my heart I hear ...
Thou ancient pine! beneath whose lofty shade, Pensive I watch the sun's declining ray,Thy glorious crown no scorching sun can fade, Nor ...
I was a wanderer in the land of dreams, And winged fancies met me by the way,Fairer than morning's beams;With the ...
I.Thou glorious painter of the thoughts that dwellIn the hot brain of genius, it was thineTo live in the delusion ...
Oh! silent lute, when will thy silver chordsGive the light wings of melody to words—Words sweet as are the lips ...
A WOUNDED warrior knelt apart, On the battle-field knelt he;There was anguish in his iron heart, And tears bedimm'd his ee.And wept ...
Where linger my love? In what peaceful valeOf the land of dreams is she lingering now,Where the spirit sad of ...
How bright and beautiful art thou, Dear little fairy creature,With moon-like eyes and sunny brow, Hope moulding ev'ry feature!When through the house, ...
Who says that power is bliss? The gloryBought by a million's blood for oneTo reign, to die, yet live in ...
Mother of the tuneful Nine,Nature prompt my ev'ry line;I would not, had I Homer's fire,To Mars and Slaughter strike the ...
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