Sidney Lanier Poems

  • 1.  
    Were silver pink, and had a soul,
    Which soul were shy, which shyness might A visible influence be, and roll
  • 2.  
    Chapter I.
    Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright
  • 3.  
    For ever wave, for ever float and shine
    Before my yearning eyes, oh! dream of mine Wherein I dreamed that time was like a vine,
  • 4.  
    My crippled sense fares bow'd along
    His uncompanioned way, And wronged by death pays life with wrong
  • 5.  
    As Love will carve dear names upon a tree,
    Symbol of gravure on his heart to be,
  • 6.  
    By Sidney and Clifford Lanier.

  • 7.  
    I asked my heart to say
    Some word whose worth my love's devoir might pay Upon my Lady's natal day.
  • 8.  
    That air same Jones, which lived in Jones,
    He had this pint about him: He'd swear with a hundred sighs and groans,
  • 9.  
    Over the monstrous shambling sea,
    Over the Caliban sea, Bright Ariel-cloud, thou lingerest:
  • 10.  
    So one in heart and thought, I trow,
    That thou might'st press the strings and I might draw the bow And both would meet in music sweet,
  • 11.  
    (Killed at Surrey C. H., October, 1866.)

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    The hound was cuffed, the hound was kicked,
    O' the ears was cropped, o' the tail was nicked, (All.) Oo-hoo-o, howled the hound.
  • 13.  
    The Day was dying; his breath
    Wavered away in a hectic gleam; And I said, if Life's a dream, and Death
  • 14.  
    "O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead!
    The Time needs heart - 'tis tired of head: We're all for love," the violins said.
  • 15.  
    O marriage-bells, your clamor tells
    Two weddings in one breath. SHE marries whom her love compels:
  • 16.  
    Oft as I hear thee, wrapt in heavenly art,
    The massive message of Beethoven tell With thy ten fingers to the people's heart
  • 17.  
    The sun has kissed the violet sea,
    And burned the violet to a rose. O Sea! wouldst thou not better be
  • 18.  
    I. - Red.
    Would that my songs might be
  • 19.  
    Out of the hills of Habersham,
    Down the valleys of Hall, I hurry amain to reach the plain,
  • 20.  
    'If life were caught by a clarionet,
    And a wild heart, throbbing in the reed, Should thrill its joy and trill its fret,
  • 21.  
    He's fast asleep. See how, O Wife,
    Night's finger on the lip of life Bids whist the tongue, so prattle-rife,
  • 22.  
    I asked my heart to say
    Some word whose worth my love's devoir might pay Upon my Lady's natal day.
  • 23.  
    From the German of Herder.

  • 24.  
    Into the woods my Master went,
    Clean forspent, forspent. Into the woods my Master came,
  • 25.  
    Sail on, sail on, fair cousin Cloud:
    Oh loiter hither from the sea. Still-eyed and shadow-brow'd,
  • 26.  
    Young palmer sun, that to these shining sands
    Pourest thy pilgrim's tale, discoursing still Thy silver passages of sacred lands,
  • 27.  
    The Centennial Meditation of Columbia. 1776-1876. A Cantata.
    [Musical Annotations, in angled brackets, precede each section.]
  • 28.  
    Across the brook of Time man leaping goes
    On stepping-stones of epochs, that uprise Fixed, memorable, midst broad shallow flows
  • 29.  
    A Story of Christmas Eve.

  • 30.  
    From the German of Heine.

  • 31.  
    To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height,
    O'erseeing all that man but undersees; To loiter down lone alleys of delight,
  • 32.  
    Written for the Art Autograph during the Irish Famine, 1880.

  • 33.  
    Als du im Saal mit deiner himmlischen Kunst
    Beethoven zeigst, und seinem Willen nach Mit den zehn Fingern fuehrst der Leute Gunst,
  • 34.  
    Als du im Saal mit deiner himmlischen Kunst
    Beethoven zeigst, und seinem Willen nach Mit den zehn Fingern fuehrst der Leute Gunst,
  • 35.  
    For ever wave, for ever float and shine
    Before my yearning eyes, oh! dream of mine Wherein I dreamed that time was like a vine,
  • 36.  
    I knowed a man, which he lived in Jones,
    Which Jones is a county of red hills and stones, And he lived pretty much by gittin' of loans,
  • 37.  
    Fine-tissued as her finger-tips, and white
    As all her thoughts; in shape like shields of prize, As if before young Violet's dreaming eyes
  • 38.  
    As Love will carve dear names upon a tree,
    Symbol of gravure on his heart to be,
  • 39.  
    The Day was dying; his breath
    Wavered away in a hectic gleam; And I said, if Life's a dream, and Death
  • 40.  
    I. Sunrise.

  • 41.  
    I.
    O Age that half believ'st thou half believ'st,
  • 42.  
    By Sidney and Clifford Lanier.
    O wish that's vainer than the plash
  • 43.  
    The storm hath blown thee a lover, sweet,
    And laid him kneeling at thy feet. But, -- guerdon rich for favor rare!
  • 44.  
    Life swelleth in a whitening wave,
    And dasheth thee and me apart. I sweep out seaward: -- be thou brave.
  • 45.  
    From cold Norse caves or buccaneer Southern seas
    Oft come repenting tempests here to die; Bewailing old-time wrecks and robberies,
  • 46.  
    or, The First Steamboat up the Alabama.
    You, Dinah! Come and set me whar de ribber-roads does meet.
  • 47.  
    Between Dawn and Sunrise.

  • 48.  
    I.

  • 49.  
    Over the monstrous shambling sea,
    Over the Caliban sea,Bright Ariel-cloud, thou lingerest:
  • 50.  
    'Spring-germs, spring-germs,
    I charge you by your life, go back to death.This glebe is sick, this wind is foul of breath.
Total 170 poems written by Sidney Lanier

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