Paradox, The
Parted (1899)
Parted (1901)
Party, The
Passion and Love
Path, The
Phantom Kiss, The
Philosophy
Photograph, The
Phyllis
Place Where The Rainbow Ends, The
Plantation Child's Lullaby, The
Plantation Melody, A
Plantation Portrait, A
Plea, A
Poet and His Song, The
Poet And The Baby, The
Poet, The
Pool, The
Poor Withered Rose
Possession
Possum
Possum Trot
Prayer, A
Precedent
Preference
Premonition
Preparation
Prometheus
Promise and Fulfillment
Protest
Puttin' The Baby Away
Prometheus stole from Heaven the sacred fire
And swept to earth with it o'er land and sea.
He lit the vestal flames of poesy,
Content, for this, to brave celestial ire.
Wroth were the gods, and with eternal hate
Pursued the fearless one who ravished Heaven
That earth might hold in fee the perfect leaven
To lift men's souls above their low estate.
But judge you now, when poets wield the pen,
Think you not well the wrong has been repaired?
'T was all in vain that ill Prometheus fared:
The fire has been returned to Heaven again!
We have no singers like the ones whose note
Gave challenge to the noblest warbler's song.
We have no voice so mellow, sweet, and strong
As that which broke from Shelley's golden throat.
The measure of our songs is our desires:
We tinkle where old poets used to storm.
We lack their substance tho' we keep their form:
We strum our banjo-strings and call them lyres.
