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.Thou glorious painter of the thoughts that dwellIn the hot brain of genius, it was thineTo live in the delusion ...
WRITTEN FOR MY DEAR LITTLE FRIEND, J. M. A LEAFLET fair, In the summer air, Had echoed the zephyr's laugh, And smiled full bright, In ...
IN the caliph's garden, known as the Odoriferous, bloomed one day a stately rose;As the favourite sultana is queen of the ...
LOVER."Tell me not that she is dead,Motionless and cold;Her form was made for summer flowers,And not of common mould." MESSENGER."But summer ...
To what shall we compare the happiness of youth?When all things are fair unto our eyes, and the blos- soms of ...
I KNEW a little maiden, Than falling snows more fair,Her laughing eye was azure, And golden was her hair.Her voice was sweetest ...
The fairy world is just like ours-There bloom again our faded flowers;Transplanted hence by magic spell-And how, I know - ...
1When she gave me those violets now fading away,But dearer than roses bright-blooming to day,She cried with a smile, for ...
Open, ye gates of Paradise, Be sheathed, O flaming sword.She comes, the gentle sinless child, To meet her sinless Lord.Ye angels, greet ...
Farewell, poor little winged flower, Thy joyous life is o'er;Thy sisters of the meadow now Shall welcome thee no more;Those pinions that ...
ON THE SPRING.Lo! Spring appears in mantle green,And flowers are welcoming their queen;Mark how the duck, in sportive mood,Dives 'neath ...
I CARE not for the azure eyes,Which look not on their kindred skiesWith all the holy sympathiesThat only song can ...
The Muses Cupid bind with flowers,And Beauty's arms enfold him;Vainly a ransom Venus brings—He loves the bonds that hold him.(Peter ...
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