Success is counted sweetestBy those who ne’er succeed.To comprehend a nectarRequires sorest need. Not one of all the purple HostWho took the Flag todayCan tell the definitionSo clear of Victory As he defeated–dying–On…
When chapman billies leave the street,And drouthy neibors neibors meet;As market days are wearing late,And folk begin to tak the gate,While we sit bousing at the nappy,An’ getting fou and unco happy,We think na on the…
Tamerlane by Edgar Allan Poe Kind solace in a dying hour!Such, father, is not (now) my theme-I will not madly deem that powerOf Earth may shrive me of the sinUnearthly pride hath revell’d in-I have no time to dote or …
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?And that I was a maiden QueenGuarded by an Angel mild:Witless woe was ne’er beguiled! And I wept both night and day,And he wiped my tears away;And I wept both day and night,And hid f…
I Hear the sledges with the bells-Silver bells!What a world of merriment their melody foretells!How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,In the icy air of night!While the stars that oversprinkleAll the heavens, seem to twinkle…
Lo! Death has reared himself a throneIn a strange city lying aloneFar down within the dim West,Where the good and the bad and the worst and the bestHave gone to their eternal rest.There shrines and palaces and towers(…