How I hate those modern Poems Vaguer, looser than a dream! Pointless things that look like po… Only, to some held-back theme! Wild unequal, agitated,

Still his little grave she seeketh In her mother-sorrow wild, Hush! While in her heart she spea… To the spirit of her child: “Were we not to one another

To day we part! Me far away to dw… From this the Scene that saw our… Bloom into beauty! The blue Heave… These Hills and Valleys,—and each… Where Echo hideth;—shall not thes…

LIKE HIM who great reports of t… Because his own is a most barren f… Is he who man’s divinity suspects, Because his own soul doth so littl… Better is one who through himself…

FORWARD ho! Forward ho! Soldie… Hope on; fight on; till man’s whol… Free of all good under heaven’s wi… And doubt not, the earth that has… Shall grow young again in the ligh…

With musing mind I watch thee ste… Above those envious clouds that hi… Till now thy face; thou dost revea… More than the glaring sunlight did… So round me would I have thy ligh…

A thousand million souls arise Out of the cradle of to-day, And, like a living storm, beneath… Go thundering on their fatal way! But ere to-morrow’s sun

I was one so deeply drowned, That when the drag my body found, Twas void of motion, void of breat… And to sensation dead as death. In a languid summer mood

Man were a grinding Niggard, lean… Even in his youth, and in his rich… Didst Thou ne’er leave thy Blessi… If not from Thee, whence were the… The scornful injuries lowly hearts…

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

Fair as the Night—when all the as… Of heaven are burning in the clear… Is Nora; and her eyes, like star-… Lustrous with glowing thoughts and… And that mysterious pathos which i…

Could we as mortals but our end fo… How little in our minds the world… Could we as spirits but this life… And be again incarnate as we were, How little might be done like what…

A Dealer, bewitched by gain-promi… Settled down near my Station, to… And to sell to, my men too! from w… Until then, I had screw’d just wh… And for this, to be sure, I so ha…

HIS MIND alone is kingly who (t… But venerates of present things or… What he believeth good, kneeling t… Save God and Truth! Who awed not… And shadowy scheme of Life, but a…

How long shall Splendid Guilt man… See Conqueror after Conqueror fur… Across the Past! ambitious each t… Time’s most unrighteous Victory,… Unequalled Sway, and make their A…