A Psalm of Life
What The Heart Of The Young Man Said To The Psalmist.
Tell me not, in…
Poetry
Ah, Be Not False
Ah, be not false, sweet Splendor!
Be true, be good;
Be wise as thou art…
Be true, be good;
Be wise as thou art…
The Burial of Sir John Moore after Corunna
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
As his corse to the rampart…
As his corse to the rampart…
The Modern Poet
A Song of Derivations
I come from nothing; but from where
Come the undying thoughts…
Come the undying thoughts…
The Thunder-Shower
The lightning flashed, and lifted
The lids of heaven apart,
The fiery thunder rolled you…
The lids of heaven apart,
The fiery thunder rolled you…
The Castaway
Obscurest night involv’d the sky,
Th’ Atlantic billows roar’d,
When such a destin’d wretch as…
Th’ Atlantic billows roar’d,
When such a destin’d wretch as…
A Poet’s Prayer
That I have felt the rushing wind of Thee:
That I have run before Thy…
That I have run before Thy…
A Supplication
Forget not yet the tried intent
Of such a truth as I have meant;
My…
Of such a truth as I have meant;
My…
“Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill”
LIV.
Oh yet we trust that somehow good
Will be the final goal of ill,…
Will be the final goal of ill,…