The Land Of Dreams (Peter John Allan Poems)
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 was a wanderer in the land of dreams, And winged fancies met me by the way,Fairer than morning's beams;With the ...
Who is she, from whose haggard eyesThe deadly lightning of passion flies?She stands upon the Leucadian height,Gazing, entranced, on 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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
How sweet the sound of words divineFrom lips of innocence like thine!Fancy, whene'er that strain you sing,Delights to spread her ...
Speak, Lydia, speak, by all the powers above,Why wilt thou haste to kill with too much love?Why hates young Sybaris ...
Young Cupid, on a day,'Mid roses, as he lay,Was wounded by a bee;To his mother hurried he;"O mother," thus he ...
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