The south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1879-1883, 1880-04-27
A PoETIcAL ALPHABET.
The A Bc's Of More Than q Score
Of Poets.

The ABc's ofNose Than a scor
Of Poets.
All! well for us all sweet hope lies.
Deeply buried from hu.nan eyes.
-. u, Whittier.
Break, break, break.
At the foot Of thy crags, o. seat
But the tender grace Of ~ day that Is des,
Will never come back 70 me-.
Cherry ripe, ripe, | cry, fH
Full aud fair 0nes--come and buy; t
II 50 be yon ask me where
They grow, answer, there. I4kl
Who're my Julia's lips do smile
There's the land, or CHEEKY Isle.
-Herrick.
Drink to me only with thine eyes.
And I will pledge with mine: -pt
Or leave kiss within the cup,
And III not look for wine.
ai-D.. '--II Ben johnson.
Fen such time: which takes on trust
Our youth, our joys. our all We have,
And pass US but with earth aud dust
Nttf sir Walter Raleigh.
Farewell, life my senses swim,
Aud the wsrld 70 growing dim;
Thronginy Nhadows cloud the light,
Like the advent OF the night,
Calder, colder, colder still
Upwards steals yapor chill,
Strong the earthy o.i0r grows
smell the mold above the rvsc.
IT. Hood.
Golden siumbers kiss your eyes. h., ,...I
Smiles awake you when you rise,
sleep, pretty wantons; do not cry, s'
And will sling a lullaby:
Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
raH -Thohas Dekker.
He prayeth, who loyeth well
both men and b ird and beast:
lie prayeth best who loyeth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear tod WIN loveth us,
He made and loyeth all.
-Coisridse'
cannot make him dead:
lis fair sunshiny head
Il ever bounding round my study chair;
let when my eyes, now dim
With tears, Iturn to him,
The yision yanishes-he 10 not there!
john Piurpoint.
Jennie kIas'd me when we mot,
Jumping from the chair she sat In
Time, you thief! who loved to got
Sweets iuto your list, nut that IN.
bay am weary, say an sad;
BAY that health and wealth have mlsse'
me;
say ain growing old, hut add is1
... Jennie kiss'd ms. ,
King Death was rare ol dfellowi ,....
he rat where no sun could shine;
An he lifted his hands 50 yellow
Aud poured out his coal black wine.
Hurrah for coal black wlne.
barry Cornwall
Life giided awAy, Lorenzo like brood;
For ever changing, unperceiyed the change
In the same brooh nouc ever hatlicd him
( To the same life none ever twice awake.
Wecall the brook the same; the same VI
think
Our life. though still more rapid In 1t
dow.
Young.
My days arc In the yellow leaf,
The flowers and fruits Of love are gone
The worm, the canker, and the grief,
byron.
Nothing resting In Its own completeness
because 1t leads md tends to farthe
sweetness,
Fuller, higher, deeper, than Its own.
Life 10 oniy bright when u proceedcth
Towards truer' deeper life above.
"A. Proctor.
Oh 4! why should tho spirit OF mortal be proud'
Like fast nitting meteor, fast nyin
cloud.
A nash Of the lightning. a break of II,
lie pa ssc,i from life to his rest In the grave
William knox.
Perhaps In this neglected spot is laid
some heart once pregnant vita eelestia
Ore;
Hands that the rod of empire might hav
swayod,
Or walked to eestaey the living iyre.
Thomas Gray,
Quoth I, .slIere's Christmas come again,
And no farthing richer"
Time answered, .kh, the old, old strain!
prithee pass the pitcher:
Why measure all your good In goidf
No rope Of sand is weaker.
Tia hard to yet, Ills hard to holdi
Come, lai, hilup your beaker;"
Remorseiess Time ficrcs spirit OF tn
Glass and scyt the, what power
Can stay him In his 81 lent course, or mel
-G, ID. Prentice.
....g.illsA n rs.u fEh
SAD Ia our youth. for It Ia ever going.
Crumbling away beneath our very feet
Sad Ia our life, for onward 1t ID flowing
In current unpsrceived, because 50 nee,
HrTrT -rr Aubrey DE We're.
tf tAll l+tf
Thou unrelcntlng Pastl
strong are the barriers around thy dar
domain,
And fettsrs, sure and fast.
w. q. Bryant.