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Quotes by Thomas K. Hervey
A Hebrew knelt in the dying light, His eye was dim and cold; The hairs on his brow were silver white, And his blood was thin and old. C.— filed under Jews
Wake, soldier wake, thy war-horse waits To bear thee to the battle back ;- Thou slumberest at a foeman's gates, - Thy dog would break thy bivouac; Thy plume is trailing in the dust, And thy red falchion gathering rust.— filed under Occupations-Military
He stood beside a cottage lone, And listened to a lute, One summer's eve, when the breeze was gone, And the nightingale was mute.— filed under Music
Ships that sailed for sunny isles, But never came to shore.— filed under Ships