Poems by C. B. Langston

Here are violets, beautiful violets!
All bright in their purple, and fresh in their bloom!
Th...

Sleep is the gift of gifts! Most prized! Most sweet!
The grant of mercy from offended heav'n!
T...

Life should be a ship in motion,
Truth its compass in calm and gale;
Duty its pilot o'er the ...

Ask me where beauty is, I'll say
'Tis in sweet maiden's witchery;
Amid the beams of her flash...

My fancy's queen, the muse, one day,
Pressed me upon her harp to play;
She bade me fear not...

Oh happy youth! Season of life most lovely!
Fair as the lily! Sweeter than the rose!
Buoyant an...

Tell me what 'tis to be alone?
It is when dearest friends are gone,
And the heart's bounding t...

The rose--the rose of matchless grace!
That best resembles woman's race;
It smiles, it weeps,...

This is old age! A slow and sure decay!
A tott'ring edifice, crusted with mould,
Failing in s...

Hail bounteous Cloud! Stupendous vapour, hail!
Thou risest with majestic mercy full!
Thy sombr...

Is it the beauty of the flower,
Its honeyed sweets or fragrant power,
That first attracts the...

Death! The deep, sublime and unsubdued fiat!
The licensed liberator of imprisoned souls!
The c...

On fancy's wing, in slumber's regions borne,
My soul, enrapt, the other ocean cleft,
Rovin...

Farewell to lovely Autumn!
Farewell to fruits and flowers!
Farewell to golden sunsets!
Farewel...

Oh, the fireflies! Oh, the fireflies!
They rival heaven's starlit skies;
Myriads floating in...