Thomas Holley Chivers
Born
in Washington, Georgia, The United States
October 18, 1809
Died
December 18, 1858
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Complete Works of Thomas Holley Chivers: Correspondence of Thomas Holley Chivers, 1838-1858
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1957
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Search After Truth
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Eonchs of ruby; A gift of love
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Eonchs of Ruby: A Gift of Love
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published
1851
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3 editions
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Unpublished Plays of Thomas Holley Chivers
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published
1999
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Path of Sorrows (5 Volumes in 1)
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published
1979
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Virginalia;: Or, Songs of my summer nights; a gift of love for the beautiful
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published
1972
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2 editions
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Georgia's Lost Poet : Dr. Thomas H. Chivers
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2001
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The Lost Pleiad: And Other Poems
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published
1845
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6 editions
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Conrad and Eudora, or, The Death of Alonzo: A Tragedy. In Five Acts: Founded on the Murder of Sharpe, by Beauchamp, in Kentucky
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“Clatta, clatta, clatta, clatter
Like the devil beating batter
Down below in iron platter
Which subsides into a clanky
And a clinky, and a clanky
And a clinky, clanky, clanky
And a clanky, clinky, clanky
And the song that now I offer
For Apollo's Golden Coffer
With the friendship that I proffer
Is for Riding on a Rail”
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Like the devil beating batter
Down below in iron platter
Which subsides into a clanky
And a clinky, and a clanky
And a clinky, clanky, clanky
And a clanky, clinky, clanky
And the song that now I offer
For Apollo's Golden Coffer
With the friendship that I proffer
Is for Riding on a Rail”
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“As an egg, when broken, never
Can be mended, but must ever
Be the same crushed egg forever —
So shall this dark heart of mine!
Which, though broken, is still breaking,
And shall never more cease aching
For the sleep which has no waking —
For the sleep which now is thine!”
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Can be mended, but must ever
Be the same crushed egg forever —
So shall this dark heart of mine!
Which, though broken, is still breaking,
And shall never more cease aching
For the sleep which has no waking —
For the sleep which now is thine!”
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“As the diamond is the crystalline Revelator of the achromatic white light of Heaven, so is a perfect poem the crystalline revelation of the Divine Idea.”
― Eonchs of ruby; A gift of love
― Eonchs of ruby; A gift of love




