Satin and jewels grandAre all at my command,And I am happy now.And my lord he loves me well;But, when first he breathed his vow,I felt my bosom swell-For the words rang as a knell,And the voice seemed his who fellIn the battle down the dell,And who is happy now.But he spoke to re-assure me,And he…
Are lips- and all thy melodyOf lip-begotten words-Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrined,Then desolately fall,O God! on my funereal mindLike starlight on a pall-Thy heart- thy heart!- I wake and sigh,And sleep to dream till dayOf the truth that gold can never buy-Of the baubles that it may.
A pleasing moralist whose page refined,Displays the deepest knowledge of the mind;A tender poet of a foreign tongue,(Indited in the language that he sung.)A bard of brilliant but unlicensed pageAt once the shame and glory of our age,The prince of harmony and stirling sense,The ancient dramatist of eminence,The bard that paints imagination’s powers,And him whose…
The requiem for the loveliest dead,That ever died so young?II.Her friends are gazing on her,And on her gaudy bier,And weep! – oh! to dishonorDead beauty with a tear!III.They loved her for her wealth –And they hated her for her pride –But she grew in feeble health,And they love her – that she died.IV.They tell me…
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,On a black throne reigns upright,I have reached these lands but newlyFrom an ultimate dim Thule-From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,Out of SPACE- out of TIME.Bottomless vales and boundless floods,And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,With forms that no man can discoverFor the tears that drip all over;Mountains toppling evermoreInto…
Her woods – her winds – her mountains – the intenseReply of Hers to Our intelligence!I.In youth I have known one with whom the EarthIn secret communing held – as he with it,In daylight, and in beauty, from his birth:Whose fervid, flickering torch of life was litFrom the sun and stars, whence he had drawn…
The leaves they were withering and sere;It was night in the lonesome OctoberOf my most immemorial year;It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,In the misty mid region of Weir-It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.Here once, through an alley Titanic,Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul-Of…
Can find, among their burning terms of love,None so devotional as that of ‘Mother,’Therefore by that dear name I long have called you-You who are more than mother unto me,And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed youIn setting my Virginia’s spirit free.My mother- my own mother, who died early,Was but the mother of…
And stars, in their orbits,Shone pale, thro’ the lightOf the brighter, cold moon,‘Mid planets her slaves,Herself in the Heavens,Her beam on the waves.I gazed awhileOn her cold smile;Too cold- too cold for me-There pass’d, as a shroud,A fleecy cloud,And I turned away to thee,Proud Evening Star,In thy glory afar,And dearer thy beam shall be;For joy…
