We borrow, In our sorrow, From the sun of some to-morrow Half the light that gilds to-day; And the splendor Flashes tender O’er hope’s footsteps to defend her From the fears that haunt the way. We never Here can sever Any now from the forever Interclasping near and far! For each minute Holds within it All the hours of the infinite, As one sky holds…
Lines [“The world is sweet, and fair, and bright,”] By Abram Joseph Ryan
The world is sweet, and fair, and bright, And joy aboundeth everywhere, The glorious stars crown every night, And thro’ the dark of ev’ry care Above us…
Lines [“The death of men is not the death”] By Abram Joseph Ryan
The death of men is not the death Of rights that urged them to the fray; For men may yield On battle-field A noble life with stainless shield, And swords…
Lines [“Sometimes, from the far-away,”] By Abram Joseph Ryan
Sometimes, from the far-away, Wing a little thought to me; In the night or in the day, It will give a rest to me. I have…
Lines — 1875 By Abram Joseph Ryan
Go down where the wavelets are kissing the shore, And ask of them why do they sigh? The poets have asked them a thousand times o’er, But they’re…
Lines (Two Loves) By Abram Joseph Ryan
Two loves came up a long, wide aisle, And knelt at a low, white gate; One — tender and true, with the shyest smile, One —…
Life By Abram Joseph Ryan
A baby played with the surplice sleeve Of a gentle priest; while in accents low, The sponsors murmured the grand “I believe,” And the priest bade…
Last of May By Abram Joseph Ryan
To the Children of Mary of the Cathedral of Mobile In the mystical dim of the temple, In the dream-haunted dim of the day, The sunlight…
Lake Como By Abram Joseph Ryan
Winter on the mountains Summer on the shore, The robes of sun-gleams woven, The lake’s blue wavelets wore. Cold, white, against the heavens, Flashed winter’s crown…
July 9th, 1872 By Abram Joseph Ryan
Between two pillared clouds of gold The beautiful gates of evening swung — And far and wide from flashing fold The half-furled banners of light, that…