«Over the river the hazes that flow / 'Neath the moon in the lonesome night, / They beset me with hate, and they bring me delight / For the stillness thereof and the woe. Forgotten the beauty of day, / And thro' mist I stealthily pace, / A track scarce beheld, in my travail I trace / And...»
«Friend beloved, dost thou see not / That whate'er our gaze embraces, / Is but a reflex, but a shadow / Of the things the eye ne'er traces? Friend beloved, dost thou hear not / That the roar of earthly surging / Is naught but a distorted echo / Of harmonies in triumph merging? Friend be...»
«O mistress earth! Before thee have I knelt, / And through the fragrances that thee begird, / The glowing of a kindred heart I felt, / The throbbing of a living world I heard. / In noon-tide beams with such enraptured blaze / The bounty of the radiant skies was sent, / With whose still lu...»
«Amid the morning hazes, wavering of pace, / I journeyed to a secret, wonder-laden shore; / The daybreak strove to quench the straggling starry trace; / Dreams still were on the wing, and held in their embrace, / My spirit sought unfathomed godheads to adore. Upon a lonely journey in a chill...»