John Hay

(8 October 1838 – 1 July 1905 / Salem, Indiana)

John Hay Poems

81. Centennial 1/4/2003
82. Boudoir Prophecies 1/4/2003
83. Blondine 1/4/2003
84. Benoni Dunn 1/4/2003
85. Banty Tim 1/4/2003
86. Atavism 1/4/2003
87. After You, Pilot 1/4/2003
88. Accidents 1/4/2003
89. A Woman's Love 1/4/2003
90. A Winter Night 1/4/2003
91. A Triumph Of Order 1/4/2003
92. A Prayer In Thessaly 1/4/2003
93. A Phylactery 1/4/2003
94. A Haunted Room 1/4/2003
95. A Dream Of Bric-A-Brac 1/4/2003
96. A Challenge 1/4/2003
Best Poem of John Hay

A Prayer In Thessaly

A lover prayed to Eros in this wise:-

Since my love loves not me, Eros! I pray
That thou wilt take this torturing love away.
But since she is so fair, still let mine eyes
Unloving, joy in her, her beauty prize;
Still let her clear voice ring as pure and gay
To my calm heart as mating birds in May.
The words went up the blue Thessalian skies.

But ere they reached the high god's golden seat,
The lover to retract his prayer was fain:

Nay, let me keep the bitter with the sweet,
Better than placid bliss is love's dear pain.
My love I'll ...

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Atavism

O beauteous daughter of a mighty race!
In thy fair features and thy radiant eyes
Like bright clouds floating over brighter skies
The shadows of a glorious past we trace.
Framed in the oval of thy perfect face
Flit the pale belles of bygone centuries;
A hint of lawgivers and jurists lies
In that pure brow where strength is wed with grace.
And looking on thy profile's symmetry

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