Psyche, by Gérard D'Houville
NOISELESSLY through the silent mansion treading...
Animal Poems
The Aurora Borealis, by Hannah Flagg Gould
The north! The north! From out the north
What ...
Love of Money, by Hannah Flagg Gould
Alas! She is a tyrant queen--
She fills the wo...
Hymn to the Sun, by Harvey Rice
Great sire of life, and source of light,
Tho...
Two Steps from my Garden Rail, by Hayyim Nahman Bialik
Two steps from my garden rail
Sleeps my well b...
The Bedouin's Rebuke, by Henry Abbey
Neeber, a Bedouin of noble heart,
That from ...
Bellerophon, by Henry Abbey
There lives a creature of a dreamer's brain,
...
By Hudson's Tide, by Henry Abbey
What pleasant dreams, what memories, rise,
...
The Fisher-Maidens, by Henry Abbey
Normandy. We two are fisher-maidens, and we d...
Invocation to the Sun, by Henry Abbey
O Sun, toward which the earth's uneven face
T...
Low Tide, by Henry Abbey
Along the cliff I walk in silence,
While over...
Moro, by Henry Abbey
Now, through the crowded amphitheater,
Sound...
Ontiora, by Henry Abbey
Moons on moons ago,
In the sleep, or night, ...
The Patriot's Courage, by Henry Abbey
When our free land's great captain, Washington...
Science and the Soul, by Henry Abbey
I sought, in sleep, to find the mountain-land...
Storm, by Henry Abbey
The pale day died in the rain tonight,
And it...
To a Blue Hepatica, by Henry Abbey
A flake of light-blue sky,
Perched on the top...
Trailing Arbutus, by Henry Abbey
In spring when branches of woodbine
Hung leafl...
Sally in Our Alley, by Henry Carey
Of all the Girls that are so smart
There's non...
At the Golden Gate, by Henry Morford
Years, years of waiting, while in shapes terr...
The Last Day of Pompeii, by Henry O'Meara
August 24, A.D. 79. Widespread the centuries,...
The Sacred White Elephant from Siam, by Henry O'Meara
Written in response to an offer by P. T. Barnam...
The Spring Bulbs' Advent, by Henry O'Meara
Now from their crysalis trance our bulb-loves p...
The Grand Canyon, by Henry Van Dyke
DAYBREAK What makes the lingering Night so cli...
Texas, by Henry Van Dyke
I THE WILD BEES All along the Brazos river,
...