The Poems Of Charles Fenno Hoffman by Charles Fenno HoffmanThe Poems Of Charles Fenno Hoffman by Charles Fenno Hoffman

The Poems Of Charles Fenno Hoffman

byCharles Fenno Hoffman

Paperback | January 30, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1873. Excerpt: ... Who, crushed by famine, steel and fire, Yet claims as his the desperate day! That day whose sinking light is shed O'er Buena Vista's field, to tell Where round the sleeping and the dead Stalks conquering Taylor's sentinel. My Dog. AN ear that caught my slightest tone, In kindness or in anger spoken; An eye that ever watch'd my own, In vigils death alone has broken; Its changeless, ceaseless, and unbought Affection to the last revealing; Beaming almost with human thought, And more--far more than human feeling! Can such in endless sleep be chill'd, And mortal pride disdain to sorrow, Because the pulse that here was still'd May wake to no immortal morrow? Can faith, devotedness, and love, That seem to humbler creatures given To tell us what we owe above,--The types of what is due to Heaven,--Can these be with the things that were, Things cherish'd--but no more returning, And leave behind no trace of care, No shade that speaks a moment's mourning? Alas! my friend, of all of worth That years have stolen or years yet leave me, I've never known so much on earth, But that the loss of thine must grieve me. The Mint Julep. Ttot' kyiviTO Beolai.,rpiS said that the gods on Olympus of old 1 (And who the bright legend profanes with a doubt?) One night, 'mid their revels, by Bacchus were told That his last butt of nectar had somehow run out! But determined to send round the goblet once more, They sued to the fairer immortals for aid In composing a draught which, till drinking were o'er, Should cast every wine ever drank in the shade. Grave Ceres herself blithely yielded her corn, And the spirit that lives in each amber-hued grain, And which first had its birth from the dew of the morn, Was taught to steal out in bright dew-drops again. Pomona, whose choicest of fruits o...
Title:The Poems Of Charles Fenno HoffmanFormat:PaperbackDimensions:62 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.13 inPublished:January 30, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:021756108X

ISBN - 13:9780217561082