Lines addressed to the daughter of Richard Dalton Williams. Child of the heart of a child of sweetest song! The poet’s blood flows through thy fresh pure veins; Dost ever hear faint echoes float along Thy days and dreams of thy dead father’s strains? Dost ever hear, In mournful times, With inner ear, The strange sweet cadences of…
The Poet Priest By Abram Joseph Ryan
Not as of one whom multitudes admire, I believe they call him great; They throng to hear him with a strange desire; They, silent, come and wait, And…
The Poet By Abram Joseph Ryan
The Poet is the loneliest man that lives; Ah me! God makes him so — The sea hath its ebb and flow, He sings his songs…
The Pilgrim (A Christmas Legend for Children) By Abram Joseph Ryan
The shades of night were brooding O’er the sea, the earth, the sky; The passing winds were wailing In a low, unearthly sigh; The darkness gathered deeper, …
The Old Year and the New By Abram Joseph Ryan
How swift they go, Life’s many years, With their winds of woe And their storms of tears, And their darkest of nights whose shadowy slopes Are lit with…
The Master’s Voice By Abram Joseph Ryan
The waves were weary, and they went to sleep; The winds were hushed; The starlight flushed The furrowed face of all the mighty deep. The billows yester eve…
The Land We Love By Abram Joseph Ryan
Land of the gentle and brave! Our love is as wide as thy woe; It deepens beside every grave Where the heart of a hero lies…
The Immaculate Conception By Abram Joseph Ryan
Fell the snow on the festival’s vigil And surpliced the city in white; I wonder who wove the pure flakelets? Ask the Virgin, or God, or…
The Conquered Banner By Abram Joseph Ryan
Furl that Banner, for ’tis weary; Round its staff ’tis drooping dreary; Furl it, fold it, it is best; For there’s not a man to wave it, And there’s…
The Child of the Poet By Abram Joseph Ryan
The sunshine of thy Father’s fame Sleeps in the shadows of thy eyes, And flashes sometimes when his name Like a lost star seeks its skies….