Pure as an angel’s dream shone Paradise. Blue mountains hemmed it round; and airy sighs Of rippling waters haunted it. Dim glades, And wayward paths o’erflecked with shimmering shades, And tangled dells, and wilding pleasances, Hung moist with odors strange from scented trees. Sweet sounds o’erbrimmed the place; and rare perfumes, Faint as far sunshine, fell ‘mong verdant glooms. In that fair land,…
Zeila (A Story from a Star) By Abram Joseph Ryan
From the mystic sidereal spaces, In the noon of a night ‘mid of May, Came a spirit that murmured to me — Or was it the dream of…
Yesterdays By Abram Joseph Ryan
Gone! and they return no more, But they leave a light in the heart; The murmur of waves that kiss a shore Will never, I know,…
Wrecked By Abram Joseph Ryan
The winds are singing a death-knell Out on the main to-night; The sky droops low — and many a bark That sailed from harbors bright, Like many…
Wilt Pray for Me? By Abram Joseph Ryan
Wilt pray for me? They tell me I have Fame; I plead with thee, Sometimes just fold my name In beautiful “Hail Marys”! And you give me more Than all the…
When? (Death) By Abram Joseph Ryan
Some day in Spring, When earth is fair and glad, And sweet birds sing, And fewest hearts are sad — Shall I die then? Ah! me, no matter…
What? (To Ethel) By Abram Joseph Ryan
At the golden gates of the visions I knelt me adown one day; But sudden my prayer was a silence, For I heard from the “Far…
What Ails the World? By Abram Joseph Ryan
“What ails the world?” the poet cried; “And why does death walk everywhere? And why do tears fall anywhere? And skies have clouds, and souls have care?” Thus the…
Wake Me a Song By Abram Joseph Ryan
Out of the silences wake me a song, Beautiful, sad, and soft, and low; Let the loveliest music sound along, And wing each note with a…
To-Morrows By Abram Joseph Ryan
God knows all things — but we In darkness walk our ways; We wonder what will be, We ask the nights and days. Their lips are…