Poems

The Time I’ve Lost In Wooing The time I’ve lost in wooing, In watching and pursuing The light that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my […]

The Wandering Bard What life like that of the bard can be — The wandering bard, who roams as free As the mountain lark that o’er […]

The Wine-Cup is Circling The wine-cup is circling in Almhin’s hall, And its Chief, ‘mid his heroes reclining, Looks up, with a sigh to the trophied […]

The Young May Moon The young May moon is beaming, love. The glow-worm’s lamp is gleaming, love. How sweet to rove, Through Morna’s grove, When the […]

Thee, Thee, Only Thee The dawning of morn, the daylight’s sinking, The night’s long hours still find me thinking Of thee, thee, only thee. When friends […]

There Are Sounds of Mirth There are sounds of mirth in the night-air ringing, And lamps from every casement shown; While voices blithe within are singing, […]

They Know Not My Heart They know not my heart, who believe there can be One stain of this earth in its feelings for thee; Who […]

They May Rail at this Life They may rail at this life — from the hour I began it I found it a life full of […]

This Life Is All Chequer’d With Pleasures and Woes This life is all chequer’d with pleasures and woes, That chase one another like waves of the […]

Though Humble the Banquet Though humble the banquet to which I invite thee, Thou’lt find there the best a poor bard can command; Eyes, beaming with […]