An Invocation, by Albert Laighton
Restless phantoms haunt my brain!
Come and ease my nameless pain,
Sleep--sweet sleep.
I would...
Restless phantoms haunt my brain!
Come and ease my nameless pain,
Sleep--sweet sleep.
I would...
I walked alone in depths of Autumn woods;
The ruthless winds had left the maple bare;
The fer...
Ye fadeless flowers that gem the fields of Space,
Unseen by mortal eyes what time the Day
Bath...
Found dead! Dead and alone!
There was nobody near, nobody near
When the Outcast died on his pi...
They are autographs of angels, penned
In Nature's green-leaved book, in blended tints,
Borro...
I wandered alone beside the stream;
The tide was out and the sands were bare;
The tremulous t...
I cannot tell you if the dead,
That loved us fondly when on earth,
Walk by our side, sit at ...
Ages since, men heard the ringing
Of the song-bells gently swinging
In the starry domes of tho...
The breath of Spring will steal again
Bloom-scented o'er the earth,
And silently the sleeping ...
My form was hid in darkness; when the earth
Was void and formless, and the shoreless deep
Roll...
An old lady, who was present at the execution of Ruth Blay, said, as Ruth was carried through ...
They're speeding on--the weary winter hours;
These are thy emblems, thou departing year:
The...
The world puts on its robes of glory now;
The very flowers are tinged with deeper dyes;
The w...