Poems by Paul Hamilton Hayne
By The Autumn Sea
... Breathes low through the sedge and the blasted tree, ...
Penuel
... Spake the weird stranger!--"nay, but grant the claim, ...
In The Bower
... And she flies to his bosom, (ah! Panting dove), ...
My Daughter
... 'Tis strange, but yet so fresh and whole, ...
Apart
... Yet dreams, vague dreams, they seem to me, ...
The Hawk
... When thro' cloud-rifts of shadowy rise, ...
"Too oft the poet in elaborate verse"
... he is lost, The beautiful soul that loved thee, thy life's bloom ...
The River
... But thenceforth through moon and starlight ...
The World Within Us
... over all, No clouds of doubt hang, stiffing as a pall ...
Shelley
... it may be His seal hath not been set to man's decree ...
Freshness Of Poetic Perception
... His clear child's soul finds something sweet and new ...
Lethe
... Their upturned brows are smooth, and tranced with calm ...
Sonnett IV
... Such is the light, so transient, flickering, rare, ...
The Last Of The Roses
... A proud, voluptuous, full blown flower, that sways ...
To Hon. R.G.H. Upon His 78th Birthday
... Clear thoughts are spells to keep the lifeblood pure, ...
