Fata Morgana: A Hungarian Legend
Posted on July 21, 2007 - Filed Under Gothic Poetry
By Mary E. Atkinson
Down in the silent, emerald water
The Sea King dwelt, and his lovely daughter.
Grand was the palace under the wave,
And gay with the troops of mermen brave-
Rich with a wealth of sea-gems rare,
And decked with all that was bright and fair;
But richest and brightest and fairest of all
Were the royal maiden’s bower and […]
Love Among the Graves
Posted on July 15, 2007 - Filed Under Gothic Poetry
Twenty years ago, in gladsome weather,
In this silent city’s woodland bound,
Love and I, with buoyant step together,
Careless, wandered round–
Wandered round and through the winding alleys,
Brave with arbor vitae, woodbine, rose,
Fragrant on the hills and in the valleys
Of the sacred close.
Among the Tombs
Posted on July 15, 2007 - Filed Under Gothic Poetry
Sometimes I do despatch my heart
Among the graves to dwell apart:
On some the tablets are erased,
Some earthquake-tumbled, some defaced,
And some that have forgotten lain
A fall of tears makes green again.
And my brave heart can over-tread
Her brood of hopes, her infant dead,
And pass with quickened footstep by
The headstone of hoar memory,
Till she hath found
One swelling mound
With […]
Forgotten
Posted on July 7, 2007 - Filed Under Gothic Poetry
Maude Meredith, published in Peterson’s Magazine, May 1884
With my love I walked in the summer weather,
When the dew of the morning like pearls hung high;
And the sunbeams sifted like gold, as together
We wandered the meadows-my love and I.
And the sky like a primrose bent and listened,
O’er the sapphire sea where the sunlight fell,
Till it thrilled […]
The Doll’s Funeral
Posted on July 7, 2007 - Filed Under Gothic Poetry
A descriptive reading for a little girl by Will Allen Dromgorle, from “The Twentieth Century Speaker,” 1899.
When - my - dolly - died, - when - my dolly - died,
I - sat - on - the - step - and - I - cried - and - cried;
And I couldn’t eat any jam and bread,
‘Cause […]
