Tampa Robins (Sidney Lanier Poems)
The robin laughed in the orange-tree: "Ho, windy North, a fig for thee: While breasts are red and wings are ...
Sidney Lanier Poems on Nature (16 Poems)
The Dove (Sidney Lanier Poems)
If haply thou, O Desdemona Morn, Shouldst call along the curving sphere, "Remain, Dear Night, sweet Moor; nay, leave me ...
The Mocking-Bird (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Superb and sole, upon a plumed spray That o'er the general leafage boldly grew, He summ'd the woods in song; ...
The Power Of Prayer (Sidney Lanier Poems)
or, The First Steamboat up the Alabama. You, Dinah! Come and set me whar de ribber-roads does meet. De Lord, ...
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 ...
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 ...
The Waving Of The Corn (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Ploughman, whose gnarly hand yet kindly wheeled Thy plough to ring this solitary tree With clover, whose round plat, reserved ...
To Baynard Taylor (Sidney Lanier Poems)
To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height, O'erseeing all that man but undersees; To loiter down lone alleys of delight, ...
To Beethoven (Sidney Lanier Poems)
In o'er-strict calyx lingering, Lay music's bud too long unblown, Till thou, Beethoven, breathed the spring: Then bloomed the perfect ...
A Ballad Of The Trees And The Master (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Into the woods my Master went, Clean forspent, forspent. Into the woods my Master came, Forspent with love and shame. ...
A Dedication. To Charlotte Cushman. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
As Love will carve dear names upon a tree, Symbol of gravure on his heart to be, So thought I ...
A Florida Sunday. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
From cold Norse caves or buccaneer Southern seas Oft come repenting tempests here to die; Bewailing old-time wrecks and robberies, ...
From The Flats. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
What heartache -- ne'er a hill! Inexorable, vapid, vague and chill The drear sand-levels drain my spirit low. With one ...
Night (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Fair is the wedded reign of Night and Day. Each rules a half of earth with different sway, Exchanging kingdoms, ...
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 ...
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 ...