Treasure Island

Henry Abbey

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

Poems of Henry Abbey

21. The Bedouin's Rebuke 4/26/2012
22. The Drawbridge Keeper 4/26/2012
23. The Fisher-Maidens 4/26/2012
24. The French Marshall 4/26/2012
25. The King and the Naiad 4/26/2012
26. The Long Regret 4/26/2012
27. The Patriot's Courage 4/26/2012
28. The Picture 4/26/2012
29. The Roman Sentinal 4/26/2012
30. The Singer's Alms 4/26/2012
31. The Statue 4/26/2012
32. The Storm 4/26/2012
33. The Sunken City 4/26/2012
34. The Troubadour 4/26/2012
35. To a Blue Hepatica 4/26/2012
36. To Baffle Time 4/26/2012
37. Trailing Arbutus 4/26/2012
38. What Do We Plant? 9/21/2010
39. While the Days Go By 4/26/2012
40. Winter Days 9/21/2010

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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