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Columbus

Steer, bold mariner, on! albeit witlings deride thee,
And the steersman drop idly his hand…

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, ‘Speak to us of…

There was a laughing devil in his sneer,
That raised emotions both of rage and…

It is Death which consoles men, alas, and keeps them alive. Death is the aim…

She has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness,
Like pale streams winding far and hills withdrawn
From…

As down the street she wambled slow,
She had not got a place to go:…

I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew…

Grand is the seen, the light, to me—grand are the sky and stars,
Grand is…

He stood upon the earth, and turned
To gaze on sky and land and sea,…

The clouds have gathered soon to-night,
They hang above the quiet sea,
And through the…