Category: Poetry
“Count not the cost, a thousand more or less Is not the question, but a perfect tone, A clang as clear as the Italian sky, As strong and joyful as the victor’s cry, As deep and mellow as the ocean’s moan, And tender as a mother’s fond caress.”
That Christmas season, for three weeks long, He played for dances, yea, every night, His melodies were both sweet and strong, And gave the people such great delight, They said t...
4. Part 4“How found ye it?” Sordino dared to question. “A lad who said his master’s lodging here, Did guide us, and, methinks I see him there.” Sordino turned and saw the boy’s despair,...
6. Part 6When morning o’er the mountain-tops appeared, There was no cloud to hinder its approach, And all creation hailed its harbinger: The first faint blushes of the snowcapped peak; T...
8. Part 8The island of dreams lies not far away, Encompassed by sunlight and sea, I happened to reach it the other day, While breezes were playing so languidly-- My boat scarcely moved o...
3. Part 3They brought him to an open square, where stood An upright stake with iron rings and chains, Awaiting his frail body to entwine, And round about were twigs of birch and pine, Pi...
2. Part 2He reached the wondrous city of the Seine, The metropole of Europe’s art and modes, Where ever dazzling Show and Pleasure sweet, Like youths in Daphne’s grove alaughing meet, Wh...
7. Part 7Eighty winters have turned him white, White of beard and of crown, Slackened his steps and dimmed his sight, Bent him and weighed him down, Not only with war, but with toils of...
5. Part 5The story by the midshipman did linger Upon his heart, increasing spectral-like, Awaking sympathy, for he did see In Mary’s life the gathered misery Of many storms which ’gainst...
1. Part 1“Count not the cost, a thousand more or less Is not the question, but a perfect tone, A clang as clear as the Italian sky, As strong and joyful as the victor’s cry, As deep and...
10. Part 10The poet is no liar. No! Though truth may not be told By him, just so, and so,-- By weight, and measure, or the cold And soulless numbers-- By facts, so called, that cloy and cu...