Poems
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“To heaven approached a Sufi Saint”
From the Persian by William R. Alger / TO heaven approached a Sufi Saint, / From groping in the darkness late, … -
“Too late I stayed”
Too late I stayed,—forgive the crime! / Unheeded flew the hours: / How noiseless falls the foot of Time … -
“Under the shade of the trees”
[The last words of Stonewall Jackson 1 were: “Let us cross the river and rest under the shade of the trees.”] / WHAT are the thoughts that are stirring his breast? / What is the mystical vision he sees? … -
“We are brethren a’”
A Happy bit hame this auld world would be / If men, when they ’re here, could make shift to agree, / An’ ilk said to his neighbor, in cottage an’ ha’, … -
“We are seven”
A Simple child, / That lightly draws its breath, / And feels its life in every limb, … -
“We parted in silence”
We parted in silence, we parted by night, / On the banks of that lonely river; / Where the fragrant limes their boughs unite, … -
“Welcome, welcome, do I sing”
Welcome, welcome, do I sing, / Far more welcome than the spring; / He that parteth from you never … -
“Were I as base as is the lowly plain”
Were I as base as is the lowly plain, / And you, my Love, as high as heaven above, / Yet should the thoughts of me your humble swain … -
“Were I but his own wife”
Were I but his own wife, to guard and to guide him, / ’T is little of sorrow should fall on my dear; / I ’d chant my low love-verses, stealing beside him, … -
“What ails this heart o’ mine?”
What ails this heart o’ mine? / What ails this watery ee? / What gars me a’ turn pale as death …
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