And choke and die, while gazing on
Its green and watered strand.
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How would you have us, as we are?
Our eyes fixed forward on a star?Or gazing empty at despair?Rising or falling? Men or things?With dragging pace or footsteps fleet?Strong, willing sinews in your wings?Or tightening chains about your feet?
Look heah! ‘Splain to me de reason
Der wuz twelve ole chicken thievesIn dis heah town, includin’ me.Ef he tole you dat, my brudder,He said sump’n dat warn’t true;W’at I said wuz dis, dat der wuzTwelve, widout includin’ you.Oh! . . . !—
The snow has ceased its fluttering flight,
An ominous stillness fills the night,A pause — a hush.At last, a sound that breaks the spell,Loud, clanging mouthings of a bell,That through the silence peal and swell,And roll, and rush.What does this brazen tongue declare,That falling on the midnight airBrings to my heart a sense of careAkin to fright?‘Tis telling that the year is…
O, brothers mine, take care! Take care!
Trust not your prowess nor your strength;Your only safety lies in flight;For in her glance there is a snare,And in her smile there is a blight.The great white witch you have not seen?Then, younger brothers mine, forsooth,Like nursery children you have lookedFor ancient hag and snaggled tooth;But no, not so; the witch appearsIn all the…
I sometimes take you in my dreams to a far-off land I used to know,
A land, by night, of jeweled skies, by day, of shores that glistened bright,Within whose arms, outstretched and white, a sapphire sea lay crescent-wise.Where twilight fell like silver floss, where rose, the golden moon half-hidBehind a shadowy pyramid; a land beneath the Southern Cross.And there the days dreamed in their flight, each one a poem…
I knew not who had wrought with skill so fine
He had created life and love and heartOn canvas, from mere color, curve and line.Silent I stood and made no move or sign;Not with the crowd, but reverently apart;Nor felt the power my rooted limbs to start,But mutely gazed upon that face divine.And over me the sense of beauty fell,As music over a raptured listener…