With a resplendent Eastern bride, Like a houri at my side, And music round us swelling, ’Mid odours of so rare a steam That like a breath of love they se…

LITTLE, perhaps, thou valuest v… Little hast read of what my hand h… Yet I with thy brave memory would… The muse’s amaranths. For thou we… For freedom; well her sacred lesso…

I dreamed I was a sculptor, and h… Out of a towering adamantine crag A mighty figure, stately, giant-li… And with the face of a Homeric go… Planted aloft upon the levelled co…

AWAY, away she plunges With her white sails o’er her spre… Like the summer clouds that gather On some hill’s piny head; Still away she plunges rampant

“WHO would not be a poet?” thus… In thy proud sonnet, my poetic fri… And unto this my full assent was g… “There is not, cannot be, under al… Aught happier in itself than the w…

Who sees him walk the street, can… To question thus his friend, What… So much hath Nature, as ’tis oft… Stamped inward trickery on the out… And yet, with her great interdicti…

First in the human Form and Face… ’Tis seen, and in all Shapes of a… Also in Things inanimate if rare: In blending colors next, and sound… Till Thought grow gifted with tha…

A settler in the olden times went… With four of his most bold and tru… Into the wilderness—went forth to… New streams and wider pastures for… Increasing flocks and herds. O’er…

How beautiful that earliest burst… Which floodeth from the opening ey… When like a fairy palace dew-bedig… Bough storying over bough upspread… And sweet the melodies which tow’r…

WE’LL PLANT a Tree of Liberty In the centre of the land, And round it ranged as guardians b… A vowed and trusty band; And sages bold and mighty soul’d

Disease was lurking in the cup! Disastrous folly mantling there! For promised joys he quaffed it up… And his were ruin and despair! Yes—so deceived he tasted first,

There’s a rare Soul of Poesie whi… But concentrated by the chastened… Of constant Hearts. Where’er the… Of beautiful Nature hath enchance… Of some Petrarchian mind, whose s…

A STREAMLET is a bright and b… In some wide desert, where it keep… Of each wayfarer’s heart: The Star of Evening is a gracious… Instinct as ’twere with all the lo…

I verse a Settler’s tale of olden… One told me by our sage friend, E… Who then went forth, meetly equipt… Of his most trusty and adventrous… Into the wilderness - went forth t…

A MAN of sorrows and with grief… He bowed His beauteous head to th… Of Pilate’s hireling bands; And while beneath their cruel scou… Forgave them, yearning through Hi…