George Henry Boker's Poetry, by title

• A Ballad of Sir John Franklin

  O, WHITHER sail you, Sir John Franklin?
    Cried a whaler in Baffin’s Bay.

  170 lines
• Ad Poetas

  O brother bards, why stand ye silent all,
      Amidst these days of noble strife,

  43 lines
• Before Vicksburg

  While Sherman stood beneath the hot test fire,
      That from the lines of Vicksburg gleamed,

  34 lines
• Dirge For A Soldier

  Close his eyes; his work is done!
    What to him is friend or foeman,

  34 lines
• Dragoon's Song

  Clash, clash goes the sabre against my steed's side,
  Kling, kling go the rowels, as onward I ride;

  18 lines
• Love is that orbit . . .

  Love is that orbit of the restless soul
  Whose circle grazes the confines of space,

  14 lines
• March Along

  Soldiers are we from the mountain and valley,
    Soldiers are we from the hill and the plain;

  54 lines
• Sonnet CCXLIX: "I cannot tell thee when my heart began"

  I cannot tell thee when my heart began
  To love thee, Dearest; for I cannot say

  13 lines
• Sonnet LXXII: "Ah! Could I ever grow in some remote degree"

  Ah! Could I ever grow in some remote degree
  Nearer the whiteness of my darling's love;

  13 lines
• Sonnet XXII: "Some hearts prevail by action; some have skill"

  Some hearts prevail by action; some have skill,
  With tone, phrase, look and gesture to subdue

  18 lines
• Sonnet XXIV: "Farewell once more,--and yet again farewell!"

  Farewell once more,--and yet again farewell!
  I cannot quit thee. On thy lips I press

  15 lines
• Sonnet C: "For life and death to me are so akin"

  For life and death to me are so akin,
  So aptly one suggests the other's being;

  15 lines
• Sonnet CC: "If we were fashioned to be ignorant"

  If we were fashioned to be ignorant,
  And frisk and frolic with the kid and fawn,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCI: "Mere love, the common commerce of the earth"

  Mere love, the common commerce of the earth,
  Is little in its uses; scarcely won,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCII: "My lady's birthday rises golden fair"

  My lady's birthday rises golden fair,
  And I arise to see the lord of light

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCIII: "I bend and kiss thee; 'tis a little thing"

  I bend and kiss thee; 'tis a little thing;
  Thousands have passed between us; and, God grant,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCIV: "Thy birthday opened with artillery"

  Thy birthday opened with artillery;--
  The flash and thunder of the breaking wave,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCIX: "The years repeat themselves; and now, once more"

  The years repeat themselves; and now, once more,
  The day that gave my darling birth is here;

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCV: "Darling, to say I love thee, is to say"

  Darling, to say I love thee, is to say
  What I have often said, with careless arm

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCV: "In lingering winter was my darling born"

  In lingering winter was my darling born,
  To make amends by Nature for her dearth

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCVI: "Thy birthday ends a year of grief and pain"

  Thy birthday ends a year of grief and pain,
  Of hope deferred, that maketh sick the heart,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCVII: "These blows of fate that shake our troubled life"

  These blows of fate that shake our troubled life,
  This long, long sorrow o'er our parted fate,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCVIII: "Love sat at ease upon Time's bony knee"

  Love sat at ease upon Time's bony knee;
  Pulled his grey beard; paddled his finger-tips

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCX: "I mark not seasons by the calendar"

  I mark not seasons by the calendar;
  My lady's birthdays measure time to me;

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCXI: "Like to a flock of birds, the flying days"

  Like to a flock of birds, the flying days
  Whirr in my ears, and leave no trace behind,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCXII: "Another year has passed us, while the earth"

  Another year has passed us, while the earth
  Grew green and grey again beneath our eyes,

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCCXIII: "By thy own truth, Beloved, I am true!"

  By thy own truth, Beloved, I am true!
  I swear by that in which I most believe;

  13 lines
• Sonnet CCI: "Within our lips is stored the bitterness"

  Within our lips is stored the bitterness
  Of the dread tree that made the meadow's bleat

  15 lines
• Sonnet CCII: "Love stirs the pulses of my deeper thought"

  Love stirs the pulses of my deeper thought,
  Muses on things that were and things to be,

  15 lines
• Sonnet CCIII: "Night takes the scepter from the hand of day"

  Night takes the scepter from the hand of day,
  And sets her drowsy stars about the world;

  13 lines

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