Robert Fuller Murray

(1863 - 1894 / United States)

Robert Fuller Murray Poems

1. The Wasted Day 5/13/2015
2. For A Present Of Roses 1/3/2003
3. Moonlight North And South 1/3/2003
4. Make-Believes 1/3/2003
5. The Haunted Chamber 1/3/2003
6. Make-Believes 4/21/2010
7. Reflections Of A Magistrand 4/21/2010
8. The Banished Bejant 4/21/2010
9. The Best Pipe 4/21/2010
10. Indolence 1/3/2003
11. The Fiddler 1/3/2003
12. The Close Of The Session 4/21/2010
13. Song From ‘the Princess’ 4/21/2010
14. Music For The Dying 4/21/2010
15. The Burial Of William - The Conqueror 1/3/2003
16. Song Is Not Dead 1/3/2003
17. Poets 1/3/2003
18. Love's Worship Restored 1/3/2003
19. In Time Of Sorrow 1/3/2003
20. Requiem 1/3/2003
21. The Caged Thrush 1/3/2003
22. On A Crushed Hat 4/21/2010
23. Milton 4/21/2010
24. Sweetheart 4/21/2010
25. The End Of April 4/21/2010
26. My Lady 1/3/2003
27. Dawn Song 1/3/2003
28. In Time Of Doubt 1/3/2003
29. Lost At Sea 4/21/2010
30. Where's The Use? 1/3/2003
31. Partnership In Fame 1/3/2003
32. Stanzas For Music 4/21/2010
33. Imitated From Wordsworth 1/3/2003
34. An Orator’s Complaint 4/21/2010
35. Midnight 1/3/2003
36. An Interview 1/3/2003
37. Sleep Flies Me 1/3/2003
38. Tears 1/3/2003
39. The First Meeting 1/3/2003
40. Undesired Revenge 1/3/2003

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Best Poem of Robert Fuller Murray

A December Day

Blue, blue is the sea to-day,
Warmly the light
Sleeps on St. Andrews Bay --
Blue, fringed with white.

That's no December sky!
Surely 'tis June
Holds now her state on high,
Queen of the noon.

Only the tree-tops bare
Crowning the hill,
Clear-cut in perfect air,
Warn us that still

Winter, the aged chief,
Mighty in power,
Exiles the tender leaf,
Exiles the flower.

Is there a heart to-day,
A heart that grieves
For flowers that fade away,
For fallen leaves?

Oh, not in leaves or flowers
Endures the...

Read the full of A December Day

Nightfall

Let me sleep. The day is past,
And the folded shadows keep
Weary mortals safe and fast.
Let me sleep.

I am all too tired to weep
For the sunlight of the Past
Sunk within the drowning deep.

Treasured vanities I cast
In an unregarded heap.
Time has given rest at last.
Let me sleep.

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