Poems by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Batuschka
... Listen, and pray, and gnash their teeth- ...
A Petition
... And when the hour strikes, as it must, dear Muse, ...
A Touch Of Nature
... Far from the rustling brooks that slip and shine ...
Tennyson
... III Others shall have their little space of time, ...
An Elective Course
... LINES FOUND AMONG THE PAPERS OF A HARVARD UNDERGRADUATE ...
Corydon: A Pastoral
... SHEPHERD. Good sir, have you seen pass this way ...
Books And Seasons
... This springtide riot, this most poignant air, ...
Palinode
... Hanging cloud or fountain spray, ...
Outward Bound
... Here are brave pinions that shall take thee far - ...
Marjories Almanac
... (Pussys got the ball), ...
Miracles
... I climb this ledge, and by this wind-swept pine ...
Prescience
... Lightly the winds were blowing, softly her tears were flowing-- ...
Enamored Architect Of Airy Rhyme
... 'Twixt theirs and heaven, will hate thee all thy days ...
England
... His steel-bright arm, and shields thee from the guile ...
Even This Will Pass Away
... From out our dust new towers and temples start ...
