Ah me, A mystery! "Can it be his alone, To find when all is known, That what He solely sought ...
2011-11-21
Its ruffled bosom wherethrough the wind sings Till the crisped petals are loosened and strown Over...
Have puffed and burst as sun-starts on a stream. Yea, faileth now even dream The dreamer, and the ...
Poems by Francis Thompson Contents: Dedication Love in Dian's Lap Before Her Portrait in Youth ...
They fondly thought to err from God, Nor knew the circle that they trod; And wandering all the nig...
Oh! the anguish of that mother; What despair was in her eye! All her little ones were precious; W...
2011-11-20
Poems by Frances E. W. Harper Whereas thou hast been forsaken and hated, so that no man went thro...
And want consorts with crime; Or men grown faithless sadly say That evil is the time. There is th...
You can mourn o'er the exile of Russia From kindred and friends doomed to roam. You can pity the m...
Than the grating of that steamer When her keel had touched the ground. But our faithful martyr her...
Brave and earnest, true and strong? Men to stay the floods of sorrow Sweeping round each war-crush...
And never again depart." HOME, SWEET HOME. Sharers of a common country, They had met in deadly st...
Than to staunch a stream of sorrow By an avalanche of woe. Do not cheer until each nation Sheathe...
And mamma has gone to her. But the question lies unanswered In our little Jamie's mind, Why she s...
Or glitters on my throne, VASHTI. 45 Grows poor and pale when she appears, My beautiful, my own!"...