Henry Timrod
Henry Timrod
Henry Timrodwas an American poet, often called the poet laureate of the Confederacy...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth8 December 1828
CityChaleston, SC
CountryUnited States of America
lying mourning defeated
There is no holier spot of ground than where defeated valor lies by mourning beauty crowned
lying humble sleep
Sleep sweetly in your humble graves,Sleep, martyrs of a fallen cause;Though yet no marble column cravesThe pilgrim here to pause.Stoop, angels, hither from the skies!There is no holier spot of groundThan where defeated valor lies,By mourning beauty crowned!
lying gun thoughtful
And down the dunes a thousand guns lie crouched,Unseen, beside the flood -Like tigers in some Orient jungle crouchedThat wait and watch for blood.Meanwhile, through streets still echoing with trade,Walk grave and thoughtful men,Whose hands may one day wield the patriot's bladeAs lightly as the pen.
lonely dark green
Out in the lonely woods the jasmine burns Its fragrant lamps, and turns Into a royal court with green festoons The banks of dark lagoons.
dream heart secret
Each has its lesson; for our dreams in sooth, come they in shape of demons, gods, or elves, are allegories with deep hearts of truth that tell us solemn secrets of ourselves.
spring
Spring is a true reconstructionist.
love may life-is
Ah me! why may not love and life be one?