The Quiet Eye (Eliza Cook Poem)
THE ORB I like is not the one That dazzles with its lightning gleam; That dares to look upon the ...
THE ORB I like is not the one That dazzles with its lightning gleam; That dares to look upon the ...
We read of kings and gods that kindly took A pitcher fill'd with water from the brook ; But I ...
I cannot count the pebbles in the brook. Well hath He spoken: "Swear not by thy head. Thou knowest not ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
The new-born child of gospel grace, Like some fair tree when summer's nigh, Beneath Emmanuel's shining face Lifts up his ...
(Exodus, xvii.15) By whom was David taught To aim the deadly blow, When he Goliath fought, And laid the Gittite ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
To the River Otter Dear native Brook! wild Streamlet of the West! How many various-fated years have past, What happy ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
Dear native brook! wild streamlet of the West! How many various-fated years have passed, What happy and what mournful hours, ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
Farewell to the bushy clump close to the river And the flags where the butter-bump hides in forever; Farewell to ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
And art thou he, now "fallen on evil days," And changed indeed! Yet what do this sunk cheek, These thinner ...
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
They hide in the brook when I seek to draw nearer, Laughing amain when I feign to depart; Often I ...
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Is this a time to be cloudy and sad, When our mother Nature laughs around; When even the deep blue ...
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of ...
Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat'ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
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