John Hay

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

Poems of John Hay

81. The Surrender of Spain 1/4/2003
82. The Vision of Saint Peter 1/4/2003
83. The White Flag 1/4/2003
84. They Will Be Done 1/4/2003
85. Through the Long Days 1/4/2003
86. To Flora 1/4/2003
87. To One Absent 1/4/2003
88. To the Vesper Sparrow 1/4/2003
89. To Theodore Roosevelt 1/4/2003
90. Too Late 1/4/2003
91. Twilight on Sandusky Marsh 1/4/2003
92. Two on the Terrace 1/4/2003
93. Una 1/4/2003
94. Vespers 1/4/2003
95. When the Boys Come Home 1/4/2003
96. Words 1/4/2003

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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