Poems by Joseph Rodman Drake
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Lines
... Spreads o'er the heavens the shadowy night ...
Lines To A Lady, on Hearing Her Sing
... And the spirit that breathes in the harp of green Erin, ...
Sonnet
... To poison our free thoughts, and mar our solitude! ...
To Sara
... IV. Oh, pleasant is the welcome kiss, ...
Song: Oh! Go to Sleep
... For thou wilt have thy mother's smile, ...
The Culprit Fay
... XXXII. She raised her eyes to the wondering sprite, ...
Bronx
... Sweet sights, sweet sounds, all sights, all sounds excelling, ...
Lines Written On Leaving New Rochelle
... 'Tis the best charm in life's dull dream, ...
Hope
... Thy light, dear star! more brightly shines ...
To Eva
... But who the worthless smile would share ...
The National Paintings
... Paint till a horse may mire upon it, &emsp ...
To A Lady With A Withered Violet
... And thus, although thy warbled strains ...
The Man Who Frets at Worldly Strife
... But, come what may, the mans in luck ...
To --
... And our spirits shall joy that, their pilgrimage o'er, ...
Fragment
... Still hast thou left the rocks, the floods, ...
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