Solitude (Philip Henry Savage Poems)
I KNOW a little patch of mountain ground.Low-settled by itself; and MoosilaukeStands boldly in the west but never seesIts little ...
I KNOW a little patch of mountain ground.Low-settled by itself; and MoosilaukeStands boldly in the west but never seesIts little ...
I Left the city to the north and walkedAgainst a southwest wind; the hurtling rainShowered the empty streets in noisy ...
I FOLLOWED up a little burn,Led onward by the smell of fern;And standing at the opening dayWhere yellow blossoms line ...
AT rest upon some quiet limbAnd singing to his pretty "marrow,"Sweet-breasted friend of child and man,I love the bright eyes ...
YE seem intent to stand aloneMonarchs, ye men, of stock and stone;The forest dead and everywhereUntenanted the fields of air.To ...
The road ran sloping through the treesBelow the dusty hill;The sun, swept inward by the breeze,Lightened the running rill.Maples and ...
WESTMORELAND and the hills of Cumberland,Though Alps may overpeer them, have a nameUnperishing while the earth still bears in manThe ...
I stood at the hedge as a hearse went byAnd passed me along the way;The sun broke in through a ...
For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither areyour ways my ways, saith the Lord.GOD, thou art good, but not ...
BE more concrete, immediate to man!So did he counsel me, the sage; and I,Taking for naught the gentle guidancesOf nature, ...
"And so," I said, much after having striven,"We mount close upward to the bar of heaven;But all our strength is ...
Mary, when the wild-roseBlossomed on the vine,Hearts were light, eyes were bright,But none so bright as thine.Lightly the month of ...
TO catch at that which never can be caught,To yearn for what thou never shall attain(Nature's own motions moving in ...
HIGH on a sunward-mounting precipiceEdged with a cloud that all before me ran,I backward gazed and pictured, span by span,How ...
I mark you coming the accustomed way,As light as grace, your head uplift and high,Gray subtlety of flame in either ...
Still, in the meadow by the brook I layAnd felt the April creep along my streams,Subdue my currents to herself ...
Adam arose at the word of God,Up-borne on the bosom of all the earth;Brother of trees and the black, prone ...
MAXWELL, the master, built aboveHis dog this testament of love,Where, on a granite block incised,These words told how the dog ...
It is long waiting for the dear companions,The friends that come not, though God knows I need them.I smile and ...
Thou little god within the brookThat dwellest, friend of man,I oft have heard the simple prayerThou tellest unto Pan:That he ...
'T IS man with man in the bitter endWhatever the love and the heart of woman;Iron with iron, friend with ...
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