The Eagle, by Edwin Curran
The dome of heaven is thy house
Bird of the mi...
The dome of heaven is thy house
Bird of the mi...
Dawn bird victorious,
Lyrical, glorious,
S...
O heart of God, beat once for me!
The bird sh...
Oh little bird with head atilt,
In safety dri...
I would find God--the sovereign quest of life--...
The farm--a bit of heaven--
Where nature stopp...
August skies, where is the voice of spring?
J...
How lonely on the hillside look the graves!
Th...
An early bird is our Robin, bold Rob,
The fi...
O ask no song of one whose heart
Has not a hop...
The year has but one June, dear friend,
The ...
Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl,
A Hawk, a...
There was a fair garden sloping
From the south...
Once in the world's first prime,
When nothing...
Sometimes when I have dropped to sleep,
Drape...
I am tired tonight, and something,
The wind ...
Chorus from Hippolytus Could I take me to some...
At midnight, in his guarded tent,
The Turk ...
My Love too stately is to be but fair,
Too fa...
Behind my father's house there sang a bird,
I...
Fear not, grand eagle,
The bay of the beagle...
I hear your repeated syllable
of loneliness a...
I I'm sad, I'm sad, for the joy I had
Is wr...
I A haw, with branches of bloom;
And a bird...
The Battle of Chancellorsville, 1863 The sun ...