Poems by Albert Laighton

Poems by Albert Laighton

An Invocation, by Albert Laighton

Restless phantoms haunt my brain!
Come and ease my nameless pain,
Sleep--sweet sleep.
I would...

In the Woods, by Albert Laighton

I walked alone in depths of Autumn woods;
The ruthless winds had left the maple bare;
The fer...

In the Starlight, by Albert Laighton

Ye fadeless flowers that gem the fields of Space,
Unseen by mortal eyes what time the Day
Bath...

Found Dead, by Albert Laighton

Found dead! Dead and alone!
There was nobody near, nobody near
When the Outcast died on his pi...

Flowers, by Albert Laighton

They are autographs of angels, penned
In Nature's green-leaved book, in blended tints,
Borro...

Ebb and Flow, by Albert Laighton

I wandered alone beside the stream;
The tide was out and the sands were bare;
The tremulous t...

The Dead, by Albert Laighton

I cannot tell you if the dead,
That loved us fondly when on earth,
Walk by our side, sit at ...

The Chimes, by Albert Laighton

Ages since, men heard the ringing
Of the song-bells gently swinging
In the starry domes of tho...

The Breath of Spring, by Albert Laighton

The breath of Spring will steal again
Bloom-scented o'er the earth,
And silently the sleeping ...

The Birth of Light, by Albert Laighton

My form was hid in darkness; when the earth
Was void and formless, and the shoreless deep
Roll...

The Ballad of Ruth Blay, by Albert Laighton

An old lady, who was present at the execution of Ruth Blay, said, as Ruth was carried through ...

An Autumn Thought, by Albert Laighton

They're speeding on--the weary winter hours;
These are thy emblems, thou departing year:
The...

Autumn, by Albert Laighton

The world puts on its robes of glory now;
The very flowers are tinged with deeper dyes;
The w...