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• Song

  O bird, thou dartest to the sun,
  When morning beams first spring,
  And I, like thee, would swiftly run; …

  Maria White Lowell

• Inspiration

  Life of Ages, richly poured,
  Love of God, unspent and free,
  Flowing in the Prophet’s word …

  Samuel Johnson

• November

  Much have I spoken of the faded leaf;
  Long have I listened to the wailing wind,
  And watched it ploughing through the heavy clouds, …

  Elizabeth Stoddard

• Song

  Daughter of Egypt, veil thine eyes!
  I cannot bear their fire;
  Nor will I touch with sacrifice …

  Bayard Taylor

• America

  foreseen in the vision of sages,
  Foretold when martyrs bled,
  She was born of the longing of ages, …

  Bayard Taylor

• Life

  Life
  our share of night to bear,
  Our share of morning, …

  Emily Dickinson

• Love

  Choice
  of all the souls that stand create
  I have elected one. …

  Emily Dickinson

• Nature

  The waking YEAR
  A LADY red upon the hill
  Her annual secret keeps; …

  Emily Dickinson

• Sonnets

  The dead SINGER
  A POET’S soul has sung its way to God;
  Has loosed its luminous wings from earthly thongs, …

  Mary Ashley Townsend

• Invocation

  Thou,—whose endearing hand once laid in sooth
  Upon thy follower, no want thenceforth,
  Nor toil, nor joy and pain, nor waste of years …

  Edmund Clarence Stedman

• The Return

  The bright sea washed beneath her feet,
  As it had done of yore,
  The well-remembered odor sweet …

  Annie Fields

• To a Lady

  You ask a verse, to sing (ah, laughing face!)
  Your happy art of growing old with grace?
  O Muse, begin, and let the truth—but hold! …

  John James Piatt

• Ireland

  A great, still Shape, alone,
  She sits (her harp has fallen) on the sand,
  And sees her children, one by one, depart:— …

  John James Piatt

• Don Juan

  Don juan has ever the grand old air,
  As he greets me with courtly grace;
  Like a crown of glory the snow-white hair …

  Lucius Harwood Foote

• Alcyone

  I
  among the thousand, thousand spheres that roll,
  Wheel within wheel, through never-ending space, …

  Frances Laughton Mace

• Sonnets

  In hades
  then saw I, with gray eyes fulfilled of rest,
  And lulling voice, a woman sweet, and she,— …

  Anna Callender Brackett

• Song

  We sail toward evening’s lonely star
  That trembles in the tender blue;
  One single cloud, a dusky bar, …

  Celia Thaxter

• Sonnets

  Enamoured architect OF AIRY RHYME
  ENAMOURED architect of airy rhyme,
  Build as thou wilt; heed not what each man says: …

  Thomas Bailey Aldrich

• Memory

  My mind lets go a thousand things,
  Like dates of wars and deaths of kings,
  And yet recalls the very hour— …

  Thomas Bailey Aldrich

• Quatrains

  Masks
  black tragedy lets slip her grim disguise
  And shows you laughing lips and roguish eyes; …

  Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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