Home, by Albert Pike
Though the heart hath been sunken in folly and guilt--
Though its hopes and its joys on earth ha...
Though the heart hath been sunken in folly and guilt--
Though its hopes and its joys on earth ha...
Night comes upon the Arkansas, with long stride.
Its dark and turbid waters roll along,
Beari...
Sunset again! Behind the massy green
Of the continuous oaks the sun hath fallen,
And his last ...
WRITTEN FOR MRS. W. BARROW. The sunset flings upon the sea
Its golden gush of life and light;
...
Oh quickly rise,
Thou lovely and surpassing moon!
And look into my eyes,
Ere sober night too...