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Book: Father Tabb (1923)

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  • A rat attempting once to peel
    A sleeping lad, named Nick O'Neil,
    4 lines
  • If the fat-lip
    Come from cat-nip,
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • If what I have sung--
    Stirred the heart of a youngster,
    4 lines
  • Dear Sir:
    It is a cruel stab
    5 lines
  • 'Tis evident that such a name
    As mine to Mr. Dobson came,
    5 lines
  • 'Tis not with \gold\, I hear,
    The Wise Man starts to Frisco!
    6 lines
  • No man, dear doctor, can deny
    Your rhymes are worthy of your Rye.
    6 lines
  • "Pere ---'s dead! Ah, it is well;
    He'll never worry us in hell!"
    2 lines
  • "His sins were long ago forgiven;
    So let him pass \at once\ to heaven."
    2 lines
  • "He did God's will by night and day,
    But always in the devil's way."
    2 lines
  • "'Twould lessen joy or deepen woe,
    If where \he\ went \we'd\ have to go."
    2 lines
  • I'll be hanged if you haven't done well
    To hang up a rebel who likes to rebel;
    4 lines
  • Contrasts are striking, Teddy knows;
    And so, for a variety,
    6 lines
  • We wonder much how Roose-felt
    When Booker Washington he smelt;
    4 lines
  • "Tabb's dead! and we who always keep
    The Rule of Silence when we sleep,
    22 lines
  • O wind and waters, ye alone
    Have chanted the primeval tone
    12 lines
  • It died so young! and yet,
    Of all that vanished hence,
    8 lines
  • Till comes the crescent Moon,
    We worship each a Star;
    12 lines
  • "Thou shalt no graven image make;"
    And yet, O sculptor, for the sake
    6 lines
  • Thou sleepest sound, and I
    Anear thee lie,
    8 lines
  • A spirit from the grave
    Again I come,
    16 lines
  • Here, where to pinching penury the gloom
    Of Death was wedded, came Immortal Love,
    4 lines
  • Before the dawn, 'tis light,
    If Hope the vigil keep;
    6 lines
  • In boreal calm the spirit feels
    A far-off thunder-roll,
    4 lines
  • Love told a Star the vision that beguiled
    His slumber; and the Darkness, hearing, smiled.
    2 lines
  • When a poet gives his \hand\,
    Meet it is to greet the greeter.
    4 lines
  • The prophet Star, the Maiden Dawn, the Sun--
    So light begins his reign;
    4 lines
  • Thou hast the final touch supplied
    That till thy coming was denied--
    6 lines
  • The vital vapors to absorb,
    The moon, with famished gaze,
    12 lines
  • We are alone!
    The night-winds moan
    8 lines
  • How slight soe'er the motion be,
    With palpitating hand
    8 lines
  • Like inland streams, O Sea,
    Thro' joy and pain
    6 lines
  • The fairest blossom of the light
    Was nurtured in the womb of Night,
    12 lines
  • The lordliest at Arthur's Table Round
    No loftier than thou,
    4 lines
  • If this the preface be of death
    In crimson, green, and gold,
    4 lines
  • Now from the throne of England one is borne,
    Whom all men mourn,
    4 lines
  • Lord, wheresoe'er I am, Thou art,
    In love subservient to me,
    4 lines
  • "Behold the aged Lion, Lord,
    I am,
    4 lines
  • I give thee, love, a carcanet,
    With all the rainbow splendor set,
    16 lines
  • We sighed of old till underneath His feet
    Our pulses beat,
    8 lines
  • Friend of the dusky visage, whereupon
    When all things else have yielded to the light
    14 lines
  • A mother she in Israel,
    With eyes, like Jacob's well,
    6 lines
  • I laid me down in solitude, but not alone:
    The night was with me, and the stars above me shone;
    30 lines
  • This is the way to Lullaby Town,
    To Lullaby Town, to Lullaby Town--
    12 lines
  • O wave upon the strand!
    What urges thee in vain
    12 lines
  • And have ye come again,
    Dim seedling of the Dew?
    18 lines
  • A net to catch the earliest gleam
    Of westward swimming light;
    4 lines
  • Above the fathomed deep
    Of Death, we move in sleep,
    4 lines
  • So ticklish is my skin
    That if you touch my side
    8 lines
  • Good morning, Lord! For little boys
    The Day more generous to joys
    6 lines
  • How hast thou, little spring,
    The heart to sing,
    12 lines
  • In my body bides a guest,
    Time-born for Eternity--
    6 lines
  • Behold in every crimson glow
    Of earth and sky and sea,
    4 lines
  • The children of the night,
    The star, the glowworm bright,
    10 lines
  • As once, the seal of Solomon beneath,
    The Genius in bonds, rebellious lay;
    4 lines
  • Heeds yonder star thy song,
    O warbler of the night?
    8 lines
  • Since to my smiting enemy
    Thou biddest me be meek,
    4 lines
  • Genevieve was all to me,
    Heart to heart we toiled together;
    18 lines
  • In the shadow of the rood,
    Broken-hearted there she stood
    60 lines
  • Let every South American beware,
    for lo! the strenuous man,
    9 lines
  • Bishop Potter, finding hotter
    Passions than there used to be,
    16 lines
  • "Some said it thundered."
    The Father speaking to the Son,
    13 lines
  • Peacemakers ye, the daisies, from the soil
    Upbreathing wordless messages of love,
    4 lines
  • The little dome that holds the brain
    Whereby he measures from afar,
    10 lines
  • It was a very little Boy
    That on the river side
    28 lines
  • The same blue-bending dome encanopies
    Thine ashes and the spark that kindles mine;
    14 lines
  • I know not whence; but on the morning air
    A ghastly whisper pales my waking cheek;
    68 lines
  • It stands like Night,
    The sepulchre of a departed light,
    85 lines
  • Into the lonely room,
    Spawning an icy gloom,
    22 lines
  • When God created man,
    Of destiny so dim,
    18 lines
  • Soul, that in music, as a flower in light,
    Didst gem, and bloom, and vanish, with a breath
    14 lines
  • Fair sorceress, upon thy calm domain
    We gaze in ceaseless wonder, compassed round
    14 lines
  • Still westward with the lessening light ye go,
    Dejected people, and the forests tall,
    14 lines
  • As when at Mary's voice Elizabeth
    Felt in her womb the restlessness of feet
    14 lines
  • This is the chart that tells of one who went,
    Like John, into the wilderness alone--
    14 lines
  • How far soe'er thou wanderest from His law,
    The gift of God we reverence in thee,
    14 lines
  • "Heaven is not far," the Violet saith,
    "The fragrance of my censer-breath,
    6 lines
  • When first I wakened from the night,
    Within that lonely room,
    6 lines
  • Break, silent Dawn, and flood with light
    The fathomless abyss of night;
    6 lines
  • Here, where untainted flesh
    Hath dread
    6 lines
  • The Brook goes babbling to the Sea
    In language of the Land,
    7 lines
  • The Moon, like Mary, bore to be
    The partner of His agony.
    6 lines
  • O Time, where hast thou laid
    My Self of yesterday?
    6 lines
  • \Out of the Eater, meat:\
    Thou dost the streams devour.
    6 lines
  • Nay, thou hast not my heart
    Or I such cruel smart
    6 lines
  • "Each plays his part and goes his way,"
    Our hearts at seeming distance say;
    8 lines
  • God speed thee, setting sun!
    Thy beams for me have spun
    6 lines
  • Do the blossoms come and go
    As the waters ebb and flow?
    8 lines
  • 'Tis spring; but laid
    In ambuscade
    6 lines
  • The lone horizon listening seems to thee
    As to a soul beloved--
    4 lines
  • Thou canst not die; for who can slay
    A spirit like to thee?
    12 lines
  • To highest heaven the Lark alone
    Of earthly messengers is known;
    4 lines
  • Ever old and ever new,
    Else it never could be true.
    6 lines
  • What say the flowers above Ophelia's tomb?
    "We bloom to fade; she faded but to bloom."
    2 lines
  • I seek the poles of Being; but the breath of icy death
    That bans the sailor from the utmost sea
    15 lines
  • As on the lids of slumber lies a dream,
    Or fragrance on the petals of a flower,
    5 lines
  • Time will tell us: only wait;
    He alone the secret knows,
    8 lines
  • "Behold Thy Mother! 'Tis the loss
    Of heaven, the load of shame,
    6 lines
  • They climb with eager feet,
    One east, one west,
    8 lines
  • The white lips just above the ground
    Where sleeps my latest-born, I found;
    4 lines
  • A little warbler dead--
    A muted melody
    8 lines
  • O Winter-Wind, behold,
    You call no more in vain,
    12 lines
  • He crept behind me, and his gentle hand
    Laid on my lids, lest I too soon should see
    8 lines
  • On Regan and on Goneril--
    The rugged rocks below--
    6 lines
  • I count the wrinkles in the road,
    As men are wont to trace
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • No seed of Joy within us lies.
    So, if our souls the blossom bear,
    8 lines
  • "Unlocked his heart?" Not he!
    Of \thine\ the cunning key
    4 lines
  • Beneath the dome of Yesterday,
    My buried Self I see--
    8 lines
  • Sweet spirits born together
    To dwell in orbs apart,
    8 lines
  • I go; but thou, my Song,
    Shall live as long
    8 lines
  • I bade him sleep, and he obeyed;
    But when I called him back to pain
    4 lines
  • I love you; and because you do not love,
    I am the poorer and the richer, too;
    4 lines
  • E'en so; and where the fountain flows along,
    Unsatisfied, the burning lips of Love
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • "Till Death do us part,
    Ever one to remain,"
    8 lines
  • O tender Mother, blind and dumb,
    Who dost to all thy children come
    6 lines
  • Little blossom, thou and I
    Both were born alike to die.
    4 lines
  • In silence from the earth we rise
    To learn the language of the skies;
    6 lines
  • Make me, O Cloud, thy comrade! Let me be
    As thou, the silent Sister of the Wind;
    4 lines
  • Though from the waking world withdrawn,
    Night's boundary to keep,
    4 lines
  • So, he who Samson-like of sound
    Hath wrought our captive chains
    4 lines
  • He woke to clasp the vision of his dream.
    A self from self divided, that apart--
    4 lines
  • Each soul a sunbeam in a shroud
    Of folding mist appears;
    4 lines
  • An eagle on the summit--Hope and Fear,
    Alternate pinions, moving restlessly.
    4 lines
  • "I'll go to bed at noon."
    Ah, Fool, 'twas wisely said;
    4 lines
  • Since that the unfulfilled desire of Shame
    Meets the full-measured blame,
    4 lines
  • In boreal calm thy spirit feels
    A far-off thunder roll;
    4 lines
  • O Wind, like raging Lear forlorn,
    Against the sharp opposing thorne
    4 lines
  • Like Martha, she, with question manifold,
    Pursues her daily round;
    4 lines
  • A house of hands not builded like the sky,
    O'erbending, but unsullied by the sod--
    4 lines
  • "How is it you are laughing, dear,
    With both your eyes a-twinkle?
    8 lines
  • No need, O weary traveller,
    To seek the ocean far;
    4 lines
  • With 'leven, it were not surprising
    Should Abdul get another rising,
    4 lines
  • "Well, Pat, have you no more to say?"
    "That's all, yer Riverence, today;
    4 lines
  • I love, as when a boy,
    That note exultant of domestic joy,
    7 lines
  • As they have safely reached the Church,
    It seems a thing to smile at
    4 lines
  • A fellow with a gouty foot
    Was on a restless donkey put,
    6 lines
  • "An effort gigantic,"
    Exclaims the Atlantic,
    12 lines
  • Alas! what shall I do?
    I have lost my nearest friend;
    16 lines
  • He offered but a poor defence,
    That advocate of mine;
    12 lines
  • There was an old maid of Algeria
    Whose lungs were but cells of bacteria;
    5 lines
  • Tho' gay its life, in fact and fable,
    In death its fate is lamb-on-table.
    2 lines
  • My mother was a Mare;
    My father was, alas,
    8 lines
  • Asked a possum of a canner
    In his most seductive manner,
    4 lines
  • Her doctor advising, a victim of grippe
    Set out on a journey to Rome;
    3 lines, 1 comment
  • D. D. O. sioux, appeal to you?
    And D. D. favor win?
    4 lines
  • O'Gorman comes! Your knives unsheathe,
    To slice so sweet an appetiser!
    5 lines
  • Tho' the modern woman \pants\
    To disguise her gender,
    8 lines
  • "Job-Printing!" I suspected so,
    For none was ever half so slow
    4 lines
  • Little Sister of the Poor,
    Asking alms from door to door,
    24 lines
  • He sits alone in the belfry,
    A feeble man and gray,
    32 lines
  • Dead! Found in the desolate street
    Where the drifting snow had silently piled
    32 lines
  • Now the dusky wing of twilight
    Hovers o'er the weary day,
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • The leaves upon the summer tree
    Hang side by side,
    12 lines
  • Thou art the blessed Tree
    Whose fruit proclaimeth thee,
    6 lines
  • Lord, what Thou lendest me is Thine;
    Nor less beneath Thy care,
    4 lines
  • Our dreams but tell the thoughts of those
    Around us; e'en as water shows
    4 lines
  • Of myriads, but one hath found
    The sesame that opes the ground,
    4 lines
  • Give me Thyself to see
    In what is least to me:
    7 lines, 2 comments
  • To me the trembling Adam fled in shame
    From God's avenging eye;
    4 lines
  • Thou lookest on the lonely place,
    To find no more the sleeping face,
    4 lines
  • To leave what most we love, in loneliness,
    To know our absence in some heart will make
    4 lines
  • As the petals fall away
    Briefer grows the autumn day;
    4 lines
  • Sweet Eglantine, this breath of thine--
    Mute eloquence of what was mine--
    8 lines
  • Since such alone can of Thy kingdom be,
    A little child Thou comest unto me;
    4 lines
  • Talk not of childhood's thoughtless joy!
    I would not be again a boy
    6 lines
  • Behold the living "House of Prayer"
    Above the waves uplifted; where
    6 lines
  • I saw in heaven, the hovering wings beneath,
    A Shade unbanished by the Light above:
    4 lines
  • Christlike falls the golden grain;
    Christlike doth it rise again;
    4 lines
  • Blest be the sword that cleft her heart in twain!
    Else had the "pondered word" forever lain
    6 lines
  • Cries Death, "O Man, thy liberty,
    What boots it! Low thou bowest the knee
    4 lines
  • A fairy canopy it seems,
    By magic fingers spread;
    4 lines
  • Thou that couldst ne'er be bound
    Canst nevermore be free:
    6 lines
  • When Eve, the twilight heavens to view,
    Her eyes, like twin-born violets blue,
    4 lines
  • Ye Angels, lo, an angel unto you,
    His Guardians, I commend.
    4 lines
  • A bird that twitters where storm-treachery
    Hath fanged the oak, whose nest-supporting limb,
    4 lines
  • We blossom in the border land
    When pilgrim shadows strew
    8 lines
  • The voice that late with music thrilled
    The world, in silence now is stilled.
    4 lines
  • 'Twas fit that with the falling year
    He too should fall;
    8 lines
  • Sighed a poet when his fame
    After fifty winters came
    6 lines
  • Nothing is vain: a stifled sigh
    Life's passion pang betrays:
    4 lines
  • No mother minds so tenderly
    Her babe, to mirror back its smiles,
    4 lines
  • How many larks are soaring--
    How many voices loud--
    12 lines
  • Upon thy face alone no trace
    Of Time, no touch of sorrow;
    4 lines
  • The tints that fly the autumn leaves,
    The leaves that fly the tree,
    4 lines
  • Amid the stores of Opulence,
    If \Courtesy\ is scant,
    4 lines
  • Dead in the desert! with the great white moon
    Above him and around him wastes of sand,
    4 lines, 2 comments
  • Though Silence shuts the gate of Song,
    I keep thereof the key,
    4 lines
  • When roars the wind and beats the rain,
    A face before my window-pane--
    8 lines
  • The wafture of a thousand flowers is here
    Concentrated from afar,
    8 lines
  • Lo, all I have is Thine--
    My wealth, my poverty.
    6 lines
  • The latest beacon spark
    Upon the western way
    4 lines
  • I am Thy captive; break Thou not my chain;
    Beyond my dungeon all is death to me.
    4 lines
  • Is then the light so near
    That seems so far to me?
    12 lines
  • The mist commingled with her tears
    The while she watched his form--
    8 lines
  • I heard the distant summons loud
    To battle, from the crested Cloud,
    6 lines
  • A stranger, to his own
    He came; and one alone,
    12 lines
  • 'Tis one by one we come and go;
    'Tis one by one we stand or fall;
    4 lines
  • Lo, silence, like a roving bee
    Upon her daily round,
    8 lines
  • If what unto the least I do,
    I do it unto thee,
    4 lines
  • Time was when Faith and Reason trod
    With wedded hands the ways of God,
    4 lines
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