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To The Muse. L'envoi To The Muse. L'envoi

To The Muse. L'envoi
Dear maid, with whom I, happy, wander'd back, To roam o'er that now sacred, hallow'd ground,Where Smith who trod old ocean's stormy track, The noble state of chivalry did found.Delightful hours thou mad'st them all, when I Went musing there with thee, my spirit guide,I saw the chieftain with his eagle eye, And all his val'rous comrades, by his side.I saw the doubtful scene; the hard assay, The daring crown'd with victory at last;I saw the ancient forest fall away, I saw the little empire spreading fast.And, on through other realms in charmed life,... Poems - Post by : Jeeks - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 1686

Acrostic Acrostic

Acrostic
Far hath beauteous Fanny flown, And sad Nature's drooping eye,Now declares her pleasure gone, Newly weeping from the sky.Yet, when she shall seek again, Mildest maid! these haunts she loved,In that hour, will Nature's pain, (Caus'd by her) be all remov'd.Here sad Nature shall regain Increase of the joy she proved,Ere you fled the flowery plain.(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: Acrostic... Poems - Post by : Bluebell_Data - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 3124

Blue-eyed Ella Blue-eyed Ella

Blue-eyed Ella
Oh blue-eyed Ella's face is fair,And beautiful her braided hair,As fair the feelings that do speakUpon her pure and placid cheek.Oh! blue-eyed Ella's heart is kindWith warm desires by Heav'n refin'd;Amid this world of crime and ill,She walks serene and sinless still.Oh! blue-eyed Ella! keep for me,A thought from scorn and coldness free;I fain would ask, I fain would findA memory in so blest a mind.(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: Blue-Eyed Ella... Poems - Post by : Larry - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 3242

Lines On Parting With ---- Lines On Parting With ----

Lines On Parting With ----
Since Fate's tyrannical decree,Sweet friend, dissevers you and me,Now memory shall vanquish fate,And yield the bliss we knew so late.Yes, she a mournful devotee,From scenes of busy strife shall flee;To kneel beneath that cherish'd shrine,Whose every offering is thine.Oh! sometimes in the lonely hour,My heart shall own a deeper power,And tears shall tell, upon my cheek,The grief that words could never speak.(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: Lines On Parting With ----... Poems - Post by : ardindrean - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 1372

Susie Susie

Susie
A gentle maid, a dove-like soul, An eye that knows no ill;I met her from her rural walk, Upon yon grassy hill.Her apron filled with early flowers, And some were lightly boundInto a wreath that sweetly lay Her snowy temples round.And as I met her on that hill, At twilight's magic hour,My spirit felt her loveliness And own'd her magic power.And since our meeting on that hill, I still have fondly thought,Of what a store of pleasant dreams, That eve to me hath brought.(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: Susie... Poems - Post by : Abundance - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 3111

Love Song () Love Song ()

Love Song ()
I love thee, oh! I love thee, As the sweet bee loves the flower,As the swallow loves the summer, As the humming bird the bower;As the petrel loves the ocean, As the nightingale the night;I love, I love thee, dearest! Thou being good and bright.I love thee, oh! I love thee, There's nothing on this earth,Can feel a deeper fondness, A flame of purer worth;The eagle loves its offspring, Most faithful is the dove;But thou! thy smallest ringlet, Has more from me than love.(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: Love Song ()... Poems - Post by : serenity - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 2460

Old Homestead Old Homestead

Old Homestead
Old homestead! old homestead! what feelings arise!As now the old homestead greets kindly our eyes;Old homestead oft we were merry or sad;Each day as it fled, still some witchery had.The homestead! how dear is its old, friendly look,Its dun rolling hills, and its slow running brook;Its time-worn, old gables, and cornice so plain,Its roof that grew mossy from shadow and rain.Old homestead! some dwelt with us, loved with us here;Some smiled at our smile, and they wept at our tear:Of those some have gone to a far distant land;And some--where yon cedars like pale mourners stand.Oh! memories most thrilling, most... Poems - Post by : hhulaboy1 - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 2266

You Ask Why I Am Lonely Now You Ask Why I Am Lonely Now

You Ask Why I Am Lonely Now
You ask why I am lonely now, In all this brilliant scene,And why I look on beauty's charms, With cold, unalter'd mien.You say that, many a loving heart, Would joy to be my own,That none of all the human race, Should ever live alone.I'll tell you why I'm lonely now, If grief will let me speak,And why I glance on woman's charms With cold, unalter'd cheek.'Twas in my boyhood's happy days, I loved a blue-eyed maid;The light of heaven o'er that young cheek, In changeful feeling stray'd!I loved her with a love as... Poems - Post by : shorzecharia - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 2365

To My Lyre To My Lyre

To My Lyre
O harp, with whom my childhood played, Within that verdant dell,O'erbower'd by boughs of grateful shade, I go--Farewell! farewell!If I have durst to raise thy tone To sing a theme too high,Thou, thou must bear the sin alone, O harp, not I, not I.For, thou had'st witch'd me with a love Where reason had no part;I felt that thou would'st e'en approve, And fondly heard my heart.The song hath ended. Silence falls Round the enchanted dell;Awhile I heed no more thy calls, Sweet harp! farewell! farewell!(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: To My Lyre... Poems - Post by : mysolution - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 1431

The Song Of May The Song Of May

The Song Of May
To mountains hoar and russet plain,A joyous sprite, I come again;With many a sweet and joyous strain,And break grim winter's icy chain.From yon blue chambers far above,On brilliant wings, I lightly move;I come, and lead the cooing dove,And all the choir that fill the grove.To leafy wild, and city's hum,The queen of joy, I come, I come;The little rills no more are dumb;But hail me, as I come, I come.With breath that glads both land and main,I come again, I come again!On hillside, bank, and level plain,The flowers appear, in beauteous train.To blooming land and azure main,Each year I duly come... Poems - Post by : BabyCat - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 2274

Parting Song Parting Song

Parting Song
We meet with smiles, we part in tears; This is our earthly lot,We cannot find a place on earth, Where friends have parted not.And oh! it is the saddest thought, That we no more may meet,That we may see their face no more, Whose friendship was so sweet.We meet with smiles, we part in tears, But Mem'ry long will bring,Their image in our waking thoughts, A blest and sacred thing:And we shall pause amid the crowds, Where we are strangers now;And deeply think of what has been, Till grief will shade our brow.Till... Poems - Post by : mhelhu - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 918

Love Song (my Heart Is Newly Gushing) Love Song (my Heart Is Newly Gushing)

Love Song (my Heart Is Newly Gushing)
My heart is newly gushing, With love for thee, with love for thee,With thoughts as wild and wasteful, As yonder sea, as yonder sea.Oh yes! my soul is wretched With longing pain, with longing pain,It gives a ceaseless moaning, Like yonder main, like yonder main.Thy strange and matchless beauty, Is like the sea, is like the sea;Thy face in love or anger, Is sweet to me, is sweet to me.Thy maiden soul is precious As yonder deep, as yonder deep,Within its glassy clearness, Bright jewels sleep, bright jewels sleep.Thy sinless mind resembles... Poems - Post by : mynetearnings - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 1540

Lines, Far Hath Lovely Fanny Flown Lines, Far Hath Lovely Fanny Flown

Lines, Far Hath Lovely Fanny Flown
Far hath lovely Fanny flown, O'er the mountains, o'er the sea;All our peace with her hath gone, We are wed to misery.As the rainbow fades away, As the short-lived spring departs,Shone she brightly o'er our way, Fled from our repining hearts.Yet the rainbow will return, And the Spring will come once more;But the fair whose flight we mourn, Walks on Death's Elysian shore.(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: Lines, Far Hath Lovely Fanny Flown... Poems - Post by : as123087 - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 3193

The Train Is Coming The Train Is Coming

The Train Is Coming
The train is coming, coming, It whistles, don't you hear?I saw the smoking engine, And soon they will be here.The train is coming, coming, It is already here,I think that handsome Willie, I'm sure, he'll soon appear.I've waited long to see him, And thought the train was slow;But now I see it stopping, And Willie's come, I know.I got, on Sunday morning, The sweetest billet-doux,It had a white envelope, And his initials, too.I read it, then I started, To hear the sermon through,But I could not hear the sermon, For all... Poems - Post by : Affiliate_Baby - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 2964

Native Mountains Native Mountains

Native Mountains
Native Mountains! on your summits, Stream the gleaming floods of day,While a thousand silver cascades, Leap within the early ray;There amid your flowery valleys, Stands the cot of her I love;Clamb'ring o'er your rocky summits, I behold it from above.Native Mountains! how my bosom Swells with happiness and pride,When I gaze upon ye soaring O'er your vales so green and wide.All my wishes, all my pleasures, Still are closely, sweetly bound,To ye, lofty native Mountains, With your valleys blooming round.(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: Native Mountains... Poems - Post by : KeithPascal - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 2285

Freedom's Home Freedom's Home

Freedom's Home
O freedom's home! thy banner streams, A meteor on the gale;And I behold the haughty flags Of Europe fade and pale.And, crowding on the surging sea, They cleave the billows bright;They come to rest beneath its folds, Attracted by its light.O freedom's home! forevermore We'll join our hearts and hands,To make thee bright with peaceful wealth, The gem of richest strands:But, if a tyrant e'er should threat, This Eden of the free,Dear home of freedom, we will bleed, And yield our life for thee.(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: Freedom's Home... Poems - Post by : Devslink - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 1645

Undying Affection (song) Undying Affection (song)

Undying Affection (song)
I loved thee in my happy youth, When I was free from guile,And I have kept that early truth, And wear as fond a smile:I've look'd to thee, through every storm That lower'd upon my way,Thou say'st my fair and fairy form Hath made thy rainbow's ray.I loved thee in that early time, Life's best and brightest years;I gave thee in thy manhood's prime, My changing smiles and tears:And now when evening shades come o'er The length'ning path of life,And we must think of love no more, I am thy faithful wife.(The end)James... Poems - Post by : worklinccom - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 2217

Take Those Pledges Back Take Those Pledges Back

Take Those Pledges Back
Take back those pledges, dearest maid, Which once I warmly gave,For then I dreamed I would be free, And nevermore thy slave.Yes! take them back once more, for love Hath made me only thine;And I should give these gems away, Whose heart's no longer mine.'Tis said the heart can often love, But that can never be;Though I have bow'd at other shrines, I never loved but thee.I feel that thou art dearer far Than aught this world can give,And come what may, come grief or joy, For only thee I live.Yes! take those... Poems - Post by : theerran - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 726

My Old Virginia Home My Old Virginia Home

My Old Virginia Home
Around my old Virginia home, My heart forever clings;Whene'er I hear its name pronounced, I think a thousand things.I think how once a little band, Came to these forest lands;And struggling long, built this fair home, And left it to our hands.I think how our forefathers fought, To keep it free from chains,How they rejoic'd at vict'ry won, With loud, triumphal strains.My cherish'd old Virginia home, Tears, tears come to my eyes,When thinking on thee, loveliest land, Beneath the boundless skies!(The end)James Avis Bartley's poem: My Old Virginia Home... Poems - Post by : residau1 - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 3250

Baby Song Baby Song

Baby Song
Rock'd on Mamma's heaving breast, Heaving like the pearly deep,Hugg'd to that sweet, honey rest, Sleep, little baby, sleep, Baby sleep.White like the new moon's falling beams, O'er the wooded, westward steeps,Falls the white throng of her dreams, While my baby sleeps, Oh, she sleeps.Closed her soft and sparkling eyes, Oped her mouth like a tulip's cup,In a starry trance she lies, Like a bud at night shut up;... Poems - Post by : Intuitive - Date : October 2011 - Author : James Avis Bartley - Read : 957