A Book of Epigrams
GATHERED BY Ralph A. Lyon
EVANSTON William S. Lord 1902
She comes like the hushed beauty of the night,
But sees too deep for laughter;
Her touch is a vibration and a light
From worlds before and after.
Poetry? Can I define it, you inquire?
Yes; by your pleasure,
Poetry is Thought, in princeliest attire,
Treading a measure.
Spring, the low prelude of a lordlier song;
Summer, a music without hint of death:
Unknown
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EPIGRAMS
POETRY
POETRY
THE YEAR’S MINSTRELSY
THE SUN
FAREWELL
LIFE
EPIGRAM ON THE DEATH OF EDWARD FORBES.
ON LONGFELLOW’S DEATH
DANIEL WEBSTER
EUGENE FIELD
THE DEBTOR CHRIST
TWO SPIRITS
ON A SUN-DIAL
BORROWING
YOUTH
MY TROUBLES
SENSIBILITY
IS LOVE SO BLIND
SYMPATHY
GRIEF
OPPORTUNITY
COMPETITION
SLANDER
VICE
TALKING
THINKERS, PAST AND PRESENT
THE COOK WELL DONE
“U” AND “I”
THE FIVE DOUBLE U’S
WEALTH
EQUITY—?
A WHOLLY UNSCHOLASTIC OPINION
GOLDEN ROD
GRACE
FROM THE FRENCH
TWO POETS
TOMORROW
QUATRAIN
ON MODERN STATESMEN
ON FOLLY
ON THE ENBANKMENT
LOVE
LOVE
ON WOMEN AND HYMEN
PETER AND HIS WIFE
WHICH WAY DID HE GO?
WAR’S GLORIOUS ART
ETERNITY