Henry Abbey

(11 July 1842 - 7 June 1911 / Kingston, NY)

Henry Abbey Poems

1. Winter Days 9/21/2010
2. While the Days Go By 4/26/2012
3. What Do We Plant? 9/21/2010
4. Trailing Arbutus 4/26/2012
5. To Baffle Time 4/26/2012
6. To a Blue Hepatica 4/26/2012
7. The Troubadour 4/26/2012
8. The Sunken City 4/26/2012
9. The Storm 4/26/2012
10. The Statue 4/26/2012
11. The Singer's Alms 4/26/2012
12. The Roman Sentinal 4/26/2012
13. The Picture 4/26/2012
14. The Patriot's Courage 4/26/2012
15. The Long Regret 4/26/2012
16. The King and the Naiad 4/26/2012
17. The French Marshall 4/26/2012
18. The Fisher-Maidens 4/26/2012
19. The Drawbridge Keeper 4/26/2012
20. The Bedouin's Rebuke 4/26/2012

Donald

O white, white, light moon, that sailest in the sky,
Look down upon the whirling world, for thou art up so high,
And tell me where my Donald is who sailed across the sea,
And make a path of silver light to lead him back to me.
O white, white, bright moon, thy cheek is coldly fair;

A little cloud beside thee seems thy wildly floating hair;
And if thou wouldst not have me wan, and pale, and cold like thee,
Go, make a mighty tide to draw my Donald back to me.

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