Thar’s More In the Man Than Thar Is In The Land (Sidney Lanier Poems)
I knowed a man, which he lived in Jones, Which Jones is a county of red hills and stones, And ...
Sidney Lanier Poems on Man (18 Poems)
The Symphony (Sidney Lanier Poems)
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
A Birthday Song. To S. G. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
For ever wave, for ever float and shine Before my yearning eyes, oh! dream of mine Wherein I dreamed that ...
Clover (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Inscribed to the Memory of John Keats. Dear uplands, Chester's favorable fields, My large unjealous Loves, many yet one -- ...
Corn (Sidney Lanier Poems)
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
Hymns Of The Marshes. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
Laughter In The Senate (Sidney Lanier Poems)
In the South lies a lonesome, hungry Land; He huddles his rags with a cripple's hand; He mutters, prone on ...
My Springs (Sidney Lanier Poems)
In the heart of the Hills of Life, I know Two springs that with unbroken flow Forever pour their lucent ...
Nilsson (Sidney Lanier Poems)
A rose of perfect red, embossed With silver sheens of crystal frost, Yet warm, nor life nor fragrance lost. High ...
Ode To The Johns Hopkins University (Sidney Lanier Poems)
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
Our Hills (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Dear Mother-Earth Of Titan birth, Yon hills are your large breasts, and often I Have climbed to their top-nipples, fain ...
Owl Against Robin (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Frowning, the owl in the oak complained him Sore, that the song of the robin restrained him Wrongly of slumber, ...
Street Cries (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
The Crystal (Sidney Lanier Poems)
At midnight, death's and truth's unlocking time, When far within the spirit's hearing rolls The great soft rumble of the ...
The Hard Times In Elfland (Sidney Lanier Poems)
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
The Jacquerie A Fragment (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
Nine From Eight (Sidney Lanier Poems)
I was drivin' my two-mule waggin, With a lot o' truck for sale, Towards Macon, to git some baggin' (Which ...
The Revenge Of Hamish (Sidney Lanier Poems)
It was three slim does and a ten-tined buck in the bracken lay; And all of a sudden the sinister ...