Ballad Of Ruth Bay (Albert Laighton Poems)
IN the worn and dusty annalsOf our old and quiet town,With its streets of leafy beauty.And its houses quaint and ...
IN the worn and dusty annalsOf our old and quiet town,With its streets of leafy beauty.And its houses quaint and ...
O rivers rolling to the seaFrom lands that bear the maple-tree, How swell your voices with the strainOf loyalty and ...
Tho' Homor sings of Grecian IslesIn strains that every heart beguiles,How warriors fought and heroes fellFor Helen, false and fickle ...
Saw you the youth, with the face like the morning,Refilling the glass, that foamed white as the sea?Heard you the ...
YE children of Pleasure, come hither and see A sight that shall check your irreverent glee! Ye children of Woe, ...
HARK! where Joy's triumphant throngArdent pour the grateful song,To Heav'n's Almighty Lord!He view'd in scorn th' insulting host,Who madly threaten'd ...
I know not if thy noble worth My country's annals claim,For in her brief, bright history I have not read ...
For these of old the trader Unpearled the Indian seas,The nations of the nadir Were diamondless for these; A people ...
GRANDMOTHER's mother: her age, I guess, Thirteen summers, or something less; Girlish bust, but womanly air; Smooth, square forehead with ...
I Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half ...
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
When you come, as you soon must, to the streets of our city, Mad-eyed from stating the obvious, Not proclaiming ...
All-Conquering Death! by thy resistless pow'r, Hope's tow'ring plumage falls to rise no more! Of scenes terrestrial how the glories ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
Preethee stand still awhile, and view this tree Renown'd and honour'd for antiquitie By all the neighbour twiggs; for such ...
NOTE.-The following imaginary dialogue between Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr, which is not based upon any specific incident in American ...
Shall the Harp then be silent, when he who first gave To our country a name, is withdrawn from all ...
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