Richard Henry Dana

Poems (4)

• Immortality

  And do our loves all perish with our frames? / Do those that took their root and put forth buds, …

• The Chanting Cherubs

  whence come ye, Cherubs? from the moon? / Or from a shining star? …

• The Little Beach-Bird

  Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea, / Why takest thou its melancholy voice, …

• The Moss supplicateth for the Poet

  Though i am humble, slight me not, / But love me for the Poet’s sake; …