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Thomas Bailey Aldrich's Poetry, by first line

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  • THE rain has ceased, and in my room
    The sunshine pours an airy flood;
    12 lines
  • THE spare professor, grave and bald,
    Began his paper. It was called,
    42 lines
  • THE increasing moonlight drifts across my bed,
    And on the churchyard by the road, I know
    14 lines
  • SOMEWHERE--in desolate wind-swept space--
    In Twilight-land--in No-man's land--
    9 lines, 7 comments
  • AH, sad are they who know not love,
    But, far from passion's tears and smiles,
    19 lines
  • A.D. 1670
    AGLÄE, a widow.
    103 lines
  • I
    Now there was one who came in later days
    94 lines
  • "The Southern Transept, hardly known by any other name but Poets' Corner"
    DEAN STANLEY
    29 lines
  • GLOUCESTER, AUGUST, 1720
    The wind it wailed, the wind it moaned,
    49 lines
  • [One of the Bearers Soliloquizes:]
    . . . Room in your heart for him, O Mother Earth,
    69 lines, 1 comment
  • [MIDNIGHT.]
    First, two white arms that held him very close,
    18 lines
  • I
    Shakespeare and Milton--what third blazoned name
    28 lines
  • Listen my masters! I speak naught but truth.
    From dawn to dawn they drifted on and on,
    30 lines
  • I vex me not with brooding on the years
    That were ere I drew breath; why should I then
    14 lines
  • I
    One by one they go
    60 lines
  • I
    Who can say where Echo dwells?
    36 lines
  • A blight, a gloom, I know not what, has crept upon my gladness--
    Some vague, remote ancestral touch of sorrow, or of madness;
    6 lines, 1 comment
  • Pillared arch and sculptured tower
    Of Ilium have had their hour;
    9 lines
  • Upon your hearse this flower I lay
    Brief be your sleep! You shall be known
    18 lines
  • SENT TO A FRIEND WITH A VOLUME OF TENNYSON
    Wouldst thou know the knightly clash of steel on steel?
    7 lines
  • When first the crocus thrusts its point of gold
    Up through the still snow-drifted garden mould,
    13 lines
  • My mind lets go a thousand things
    Like dates of wars and deaths of kings,
    10 lines
  • I'll not confer with Sorrow
    Till to-morrow;
    12 lines
  • Take these rhymes into thy grace,
    Since they are of thy begetting,
    8 lines
  • The sky is gray as gray may be,
    There is no bird upon the bough,
    13 lines
  • Like Crusoe, walking by the lonely strand
    And seeing a human footprint on the sand,
    9 lines
  • EDWARD ROWLAND SILL, DIED FEBRUARY 27, 1887
    I held his letter in my hand,
    17 lines
  • SCENE: St. Petersburg. Period: the present time. A ballroom in the winter palace of the prince---. The ladies in character costumes and masks. The gentlement in
    250 lines
  • I beg you come to-night and dine.
    A welcome waits you, and sound wine--
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • LINES FOUND AMONG THE PAPERS OF A HARVARD UNDERGRADUATE
    The bloom that lies on Fanny's cheek
    65 lines
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