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 ...
Before Granada's fated walls the Christian legions stand,A numerous and a valiant—but why a sullen band?The politic, wise Ferdinand's injunctions they ...
I.Oh, scan not too closely a heart that is thine,Whatever its error or frailties may be ;Believe not, my love, ...
IN the caliph's garden, known as the Odoriferous, bloomed one day a stately rose;As the favourite sultana is queen of the ...
Away, o'er the ocean depths, away,Like a vulture fierce when he scents his prey, The pirate ship is gone!The sable flag ...
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 ...
There lay in the shade of a cypress tree, A pilgrim dark from a far country; His eyes were bright with a ...
The angels best beloved of Heaven,Stand ever nearest to the throne;To these, and but to these, is given,Unveil'd their glorious ...
Open, ye gates of Paradise, Be sheathed, O flaming sword.She comes, the gentle sinless child, To meet her sinless Lord.Ye angels, greet ...
WHEN we steal from the selfish world awayTo dream of fame through the live-long day,In the dusky shade of the ...
Not such thy sleep in my embrace reclining,Thy lips to mine in guilty kisses prest;Nor did I slumber thus in ...
Life is day, and death is night, Bringing with it deep, Never-ending sleep,And dreams that soothe the soul, or else affright.Life is ...
How sweet the sound of words divineFrom lips of innocence like thine!Fancy, whene'er that strain you sing,Delights to spread her ...
Who says that power is bliss? The gloryBought by a million's blood for oneTo reign, to die, yet live in ...
I CARE not for the azure eyes,Which look not on their kindred skiesWith all the holy sympathiesThat only song can ...
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