Poems by Charles Mair
From: Tecumseh
... They dwarf me with their greatness, but shall come ...
Tecumseh To General Harrison
... BROCK. Lefroy, such thoughts let loose would wreck the world ...
Address To A Maid
... Not any deep Or the wan, waney light of dreams, ...
The Last Bison
... But nohe breathed! and from a wound blood flowed, ...
Love's Empery
... No sun should rise and leave his eastern tent ...
The Song
... The earth smiles as of yore, the skies are bright, ...
