Poems by John Hay
Good and Bad Luck
... And sits by your bed, and brings her knitting ...
Crows At Washington
... Through the rich vault of heaven, which shines ...
Guy Of The Temple
... inch by inch The vanquished light fights bravely to these crags ...
A Woman's Love
... Woe is me!" She wept, "Now let my punishment begin! ...
A Haunted Room
... And tenderest thoughts and hopes bloom and expand ...
Christine
... But the great heart of the mountain glows ...
The Azra
... " And the young slave said, "My name is ...
Expectation
... O'er earth's still breast ...
Quand-Meme
... , Through all my thoughts and all my words ...
A Triumph Of Order
... And Death writhed, gorged like a greedy snake, ...
The Light Of Love
... And guards from gloom and harm ...
A Dream Of Bric-A-Brac
... They screamed and writhed with brutal glee, ...
Banty Tim
... (Remarks of Sergeant Tilmon Joy to The White Man's Committee of Spunky ...
Words
... The dead leaves, brown and sere ...
The Sphinx Of The Tuileries
... We will find some truth in the flunkey's praise, ...
