Lion Poems

For days the hunter march'd o'er wooded hills
...

For days the hunter over open plains
Fring'd b...

On Ganges banks roams the tiger,
And lion rul...

Old Scotland, thou art waste and wild,
And c...

I waited for you to come
as a predator
behind...

Now come: that thou mayst able be to know
That...

I opened the door
And night stared at me like ...

(The last word spoken by Napoleon the Great, b...

'Why dost thou vex thy spirit, mother mine?
W...

I

WAKE! For the Sun, who scatter'd into ...

They are calling "knee deep! Knee deep!" tonigh...

What is Samson's boasted strength
Before Delil...

O! What a devastating curse is war!
What miser...

I Orb, my heart's mercy to my heart
Quick an...

Showing how he went farther than he intended, ...

FROM the besieged Ardea all in post,
...

(Mobile Bay, August 5, 1864.)
“On the forecastl...

Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe fal...