Charles Lotin Hildreth

Poems (3)

• At the Mermaid Inn

  At table yonder sits the man we seek, / Beside the ingle, where the crimson flare …

• Implora Pace

  I stood within the cypress gloom / Where old Ferrara’s dead are laid, …

• To an Obscure Poet Who Lives on My Hearth

  Why shouldst thou cease thy plaintive song / When I draw near? …