Victor Daley


Victor Daley Poems

1. Eureka 8/28/2012
2. Even So 8/28/2012
3. Fragment - Her Last Day 8/28/2012
4. Fragment Ii - Sunset 8/28/2012
5. Fragment Iii - Years After 8/28/2012
6. His Mate 8/28/2012
7. His Soul 8/28/2012
8. In A Wine Cellar 8/28/2012
9. In Memory Of An Actress 8/28/2012
10. Lachesis 8/28/2012
11. Lethe 8/28/2012
12. Life 8/28/2012
13. Love 8/28/2012
14. Love-Laurel 8/28/2012
15. Mother Doorstep 8/28/2012
16. Muses 8/28/2012
17. Neæra's Wreath 8/28/2012
18. Night 8/28/2012
19. Omarism 8/28/2012
20. Our Mæcenas 8/28/2012
21. Sea-Gifts 8/28/2012
22. Sixty To Sixteen 8/28/2012
23. Song 8/28/2012
24. Spring Dirge 8/28/2012
25. Spring Song 8/28/2012
26. St Francis Ii 8/28/2012
27. Symbols 8/28/2012
28. Tamerlane 8/28/2012
29. The Ascetic 8/28/2012
30. The Cruise Of The &Quot;In Memoriam&Quot; 8/28/2012
31. The Days Go By 8/28/2012
32. The Dead Child 8/28/2012
33. The Dove 8/28/2012
34. The Dream Of Margaret 8/28/2012
35. The First Of May - A Memory 8/28/2012
36. The Gleaner 8/28/2012
37. The Gods 8/28/2012
38. The Hawthorn 8/28/2012
39. The Little People 8/28/2012
40. The Martyr 8/28/2012

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A Vision Of Youth

A horseman on a hilltop green
Drew rein, and wound his horn;
So bright he looked he might have been
The Herald of the Morn.

His steed was of the sovran strain
In Fancy's meadows bred,
And pride was in his tossing mane,
And triumph in his tread.

The rider's eyes like jewels glowed,
The World was in his hand,
As down the woodland way he rode
When Spring was in the land.

From golden hour to golden hour
For him the woodland sang.
And from the heart of every flower
A singing fairy sprang.

He rode along with rein so free,
And, as he ...

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A Ghost

Ghosts walk the Earth, that rise not from the grave.
The Dead Past hath its living dead. We see
All suddenly, at times, and shudder then,
Their faces pale, and sad accusing eyes.

Last night, within the crowded street, I saw
A Phantom from the Past, with pallid face
And hollow eyes, and pale, cold lips, and hair
Faded from that imperial hue of gold

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