Did I dream of a song? or sing in a dream? Why ask when the night only knoweth? The night — and the angel of sleep! But ever since then a music deep, Like a stream thro’ a shadow-land, floweth Under each thought of my spirit that groweth Into the blossom and bloom of speech — Under each fancy that cometh and…
A Mystery By Abram Joseph Ryan
His face was sad; some shadow must have hung Above his soul; its folds, now falling dark, Now almost bright; but dark or not so dark, Like cloud…
A Memory By Abram Joseph Ryan
Adown the valley dripped a stream, White lilies drooped on either side; Our hearts, in spite of us, will dream In such a place at eventide….
A Memory By Abram Joseph Ryan
One bright memory shines like a star In the sky of my spirit forever; And over my pathway it flashes afar A radiance that perishes never….
A Legend By Abram Joseph Ryan
He walked alone beside the lonely sea, The slanting sunbeams fell upon his face, His shadow fluttered on the pure white sands Like the weary wing of a…
A Laugh — and A Moan By Abram Joseph Ryan
The brook that down the valley So musically drips, Flowed never half so brightly As the light laugh from her lips. Her face was like the…
A Land without Ruins By Abram Joseph Ryan
“A land without ruins is a land without memories — a land without memories is a land without history. A land that wears a laurel crown may…
A Flower’s Song By Abram Joseph Ryan
Star! Star, why dost thou shine Each night upon my brow? Why dost thou make me dream the dreams That I am dreaming now? Star! Star,…
A Death By Abram Joseph Ryan
Crushed with a burden of woe, Wrecked in the tempest of sin: Death came, and two lips murmured low, “Ah! once I was white as the snow, In…
A Christmas Chant By Abram Joseph Ryan
They ask me to sing them a Christmas song That with musical mirth shall ring; How know I that the world’s great throng Will care for…