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 ...
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 ...
DEEP in the forest glade I laid me downAnd slept; then did this vision come upon meSublimely terrible! Methought I sawThe ...
What mean the mournful wailings heard 'mid Scotia's mountains blue?What mean the grievous groans that pass her twilight valleys through?The spirits of ...
Who is she, from whose haggard eyesThe deadly lightning of passion flies?She stands upon the Leucadian height,Gazing, entranced, on the ...
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 ...
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 ...
Hark! far amid the forest, I hear the sharp axe ringing,To earth the lordly hemlock(1) Or stately pine-tree bringing.'Tis thus, O ancient ...
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