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Poems by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
Tuckerman, Frederick Goddard (1821-1873)
1.
PART I.
November.
April.
May Flowers.
Hymn for the Dedication of a Cemetery.
Inspiration.
Infatuation.
Sonnet.
Picomegan.
The Superlative.
Sonnets.
1.
[I. The starry flower, the flower-like stars that fade]
2.
[II. And so, as this great sphere now turning slow]
The Question.
Twilight.
Elidore
The Clearing.
To the River.
2.
PART II.
A Soul that out of Nature's Deep.
The Stranger.
The School-Girl.
A Sample of Coffee Beans.
A Latter-day Saint.
Anybody's Critic.
Rhotruda.
Coralie.
As sometimes in a Grove.
Mark Atherton.
Sidney.
Refrigerium.
The Old Beggar.
Paulo to Francesca.
When the Dim Day.
Hymn to the Virgin.
Margites.
Sonnets.
1.
PART 1.
1.
[I. Sometimes, when winding slow by brook and bower]
2.
[II. Wherefore, with this belief, held like a blade]
3.
[III. And borne with theirs, my proudest thoughts do seem]
4.
[IV. Nor looks that backward life so bare to me]
5.
[V. And so the day drops by; the horizon draws]
6.
[VI. Not sometimes, but, to him that heeds the whole]
7.
[VII. Dank fens of cedar; hemlock-branches gray]
8.
[VIII. As when, down some broad River dropping, we]
9.
[IX. Yet wear we on; the deep light disallowed]
10.
[X. An upper chamber in a darkened house]
11.
[XI. What profits it to me, though here allowed]
12.
[XII. Tall, stately plants, with spikes and forks of gold]
13.
[XIII. As one who walks and weeps by alien brine]
14.
[XIV. Not proud of station; nor in worldly pelf]
15.
[XV. And she, her beauty never made her cold]
16.
[XVI. Yet Nature, where the thunder leaves its trace]
17.
[XVII. All men,—the Preacher saith,—whate'er or whence]
18.
[XVIII. Perchance his own small field some charge demands]
19.
[XIX. Yet vain, perhaps, the fruits our care applaud]
20.
[XX. Still craves the spirit: never Nature solves]
21.
[XXI. O Father, God! to whom, in happier days]
22.
[XXII. The morning comes; not slow, with reddening gold]
23.
[XXIII. Shall I not see her? Yes; for one has seen]
24.
[XXIV. Perhaps a dream; yet surely truth has beamed]
25.
[XXV. By this low fire I often sit to woo]
26.
[XXVI. For Nature daily through her grand design]
27.
[XXVII. So, to the mind long brooding but on it]
28.
[XXVIII. Not the round natural world, not the deep mind]
2.
PART II.
1.
[I. That boy,”—the farmer said, with hazel wand]
2.
[II. Nor idle all, though naught he sees in thine]
3.
[III. Yes; though the brine may from the desert deep]
4.
[IV. But Grief finds solace faint in others' ills]
5.
[V. No shame dissuades his thought, no scorn despoils]
6.
[VI. No! cover not the fault. The wise revere]
7.
[VII. His heart was in his garden; but his brain]
8.
[VIII. Companions were we in the grove and glen]
9.
[IX. But unto him came swift calamity]
10.
[X. Thy baby, too, the child that was to be]
11.
[XI. Still pressing through these weeping solitudes]
12.
[XII. How most unworthy, echoing in mine ears]
13.
[XIII. Even as a lover, dreaming, unaware]
14.
[XIV. The breeze is sharp, the sky is hard and blue]
15.
[XV. Gertrude and Gulielma, sister-twins]
16.
[XVI. Under the mountain, as when first I knew]
17.
[XVII. Roll on, sad world! not Mercury or Mars]
18.
[XVIII. And Change, with hurried hand, has swept these scenes]
19.
[XIX. And faces, forms, and phantoms, numbered not]
20.
[XX. O hard endeavour, to blend in with these]
21.
[XXI. Last night I dreamed we parted once again]
22.
[XXII. Put off thy bark from shore, tho' near the night]
23.
[XXIII. Some truths may pierce the spirit's deeper gloom]
24.
[XXIV. Each common object, too,—the house, the grove]
25.
[XXV. Small gossip, whispering at the window-pane]
26.
[XXVI. Yet from indifference may we hope for peace]
27.
[XXVII. But the heart murmurs at so harsh a tone]
28.
[XXVIII. Yet sometimes, with the sad respectant mind]
29.
[XXIX. How oft in schoolboy-days, from the school's sway]
30.
[XXX Yet, even mid merry boyhood's tricks and scapes]
31.
[XXXI. My Anna ! when for thee my head was bowed]
32.
[XXXII. Oh for the face and footstep! woods and shores]
33.
[XXXIII. One still dark night, I sat alone and wrote]
34.
[XXXIV. My Anna! though thine earthly steps are done]
35.
[XXXV. Nor all of solemn is my thought of her]
36.
[XXXVI. Farewell! farewell, O noble heart! I dreamed]
[XXXVII. As Eponina brought, to move the king]
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Poems by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
Poems by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
1821-1873
Ticknor and Fields
Boston
1864
Poems by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman