Category: Poetry
Songs Ysame
I know not, but the halo of those tapers Has ever since around all nature shone; And we have looked at life through golden vapors Because of that one ember touch alone.
Chapters
3. PART III.
OH, dreary day, that had so late a dawn! Oh, dreary day, so long, though early gone! Fold thy gray mantle round thy form and go To find the lost sun, while Night comes on, Acros...
2. PART II.THE grandsire, in the chimney corner, takes The almanac from its accustomed place, And while the kettle swings upon the crane, And firelight flickers on his wrinkled face, Revie...
1. PART I.I know not, but the halo of those tapers Has ever since around all nature shone; And we have looked at life through golden vapors Because of that one ember touch alone.