The Miscellaneous Poems of Edward C. PinkneyMorris, Willis & Company, 1841 - 16 頁 |
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airy aught Beloved!-speed beneath Bimini blest borne a cloud brain breast breath bright brow careless loves curled And solemn dark day she strays death discourse their careless doth dream earth EDWARD COATE PINKNEY ELYSIUM EVERGREENS fate fear feelings FILL this cup flame fountain furl gentle glance gleaming gone grave Greece happiness hath haunt the balmy health we drain heaven hope Lady light feet press living loveliness memory mind night nished o'er passion phantom PINKNEY'S POEMS pleasure poetry revives the face RODOLPH shade shadow shady groves shape shining shore shore's yellow sand shrine of mirth sigh sight sleep slumbers smile soft SONG soul sound stars strand Until thy streams the crystal Sweet tears thee thine eye thou thought thrall Thrice Thy face revives tide Twas UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN Unto vernant trees wake wave wild winds are awed wings woman
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第 8 頁 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And 'of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain ; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
第 8 頁 - I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon — Her health! and would on earth there stood Some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry, And weariness a name.
第 7 頁 - SONG WE break the glass, whose sacred wine To some beloved health we drain, Lest future pledges, less divine, Should e'er the hallowed toy profane; And thus I broke a heart that poured Its tide of feelings out for thee, In draughts, by after-times deplored, Yet dear to memory.
第 16 頁 - It looks a dimple on the face of earth, The seal of beauty, and the shrine of mirth ; Nature is delicate and graceful there, The place's genius, feminine and fair...
第 4 頁 - But here are common, earthly hues, to such an aspect wrought. That none, save thine, can seem so like the beautiful of thought. The song I sing, thy likeness like, is painful mimicry Of something better, which is now a memory to me, Who have upon life's frozen sea arrived the icy spot, Where...
第 4 頁 - The sportive hopes, that used to chase their shifting shadows on. Like children playing in the sun, are gone — for ever gone ; And on a careless, sullen peace, my double-fronted mind, Like Janus when his gates were shut, looks forward and behind. Apollo placed his harp, of old, awhile upon a stone, Which has resounded since, when struck, a breaking harpstring's tone ; And thus my heart, though wholly now from early softness free.
第 10 頁 - Look on me! there is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and die ere middle age, Without the violence of warlike death; Some perishing of pleasure— some of study— Some worn with toil, some of mere weariness,— Some of disease— and some insanity— And some of withered, or of broken hearts; For this last is a malady which slays More than are numbered in the lists of Fate, Taking all shapes, and bearing many names.
第 16 頁 - Rich fruits hang high upon the verdant trees ; And vivid blossoms gem the shady groves, Where bright-plumed birds discourse their careless loves. Beloved ! — speed we from this sullen strand, Until thy light feet press that green shore's yellow sand.
第 7 頁 - LOOK out upon the stars, my love, And shame them with thine eyes, On which, than on the lights above, There hang more destinies. Night's beauty is the harmony Of blending shades and light: Then, lady, up, — look out, and be A sister to the night. Sleep not! — thine image wakes for aye Within my watching breast; Sleep not! — from her soft sleep should fly, Who robs all hearts of rest. Nay, lady, from thy slumbers break, And make this darkness gay, With looks whose brightness well might make...
第 7 頁 - WHEN summer's sunny hues adorn Sky, forest, hill and meadow, The foliage of the evergreens, In contrast, seems a shadow. But when the tints of autumn have Their sober reign asserted, The landscape that cold shadow shows Into a light converted. Thus thoughts that frown upon our mirth Will smile upon our sorrow, And many dark fears of to-day May be bright hopes to-morrow.