Poems

The Death Bed We watch’d her breathing thro’ the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to […]

The Dream of Eugene Aram ‘Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: There […]

The Song of the Shirt With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A Woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread– […]

The Sun Was Slumbering in the West The sun was slumbering in the West, My daily labors past; On Anna’s soft and gentle breast My head […]

The world is with me The world is with me, and its many cares, Its woes–its wants–the anxious hopes and fears That wait on all terrestrial […]

Tim Turpin Tim Turpin he was gravel-blind, And ne’er had seen the skies : For Nature, when his head was made, Forgot to dot his eyes. […]

Time of Roses It was not in the Winter Our loving lot was cast; It was the time of roses— We pluck’d them as we pass’d! […]

Like to the Clear in Highest Sphere Like to the clear in highest sphere Where all imperial glory shines, Of selfsame colour is her hair, Whether […]

Love Is a Sickness Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using. […]

Phillis 01 MY Phillis hath the morning sun At first to look upon her; And Phillis hath morn-waking birds Her risings still to honour. My Phillis […]