Silas Weir Mitchell
Poems (6)
- A Decanter of Madeira, Aged 86, to George Bancroft, Aged 86, GreetingGood master, you and I were born
- IdlenessThere is no dearer lover of lost hours
- Of One Who Seemed to Have FailedDeath ’s but one more to-morrow. Thou art gray
- On a Boy's First Reading of "King Henry V"When youth was lord of my unchallenged fate,
- The Quaker GraveyardFour straight brick walls, severely plain,
- To a Magnolia Flower in the Garden of the Armenian Convent at VeniceI saw thy beauty in its high estate