The King’s Grief (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
The king was lonely, the king was sad,Sad in his youth, when the world was glad:Sick at heart on his ...
The king was lonely, the king was sad,Sad in his youth, when the world was glad:Sick at heart on his ...
LOV'D me! There needs, indeed, a voice from heaven,Fraught with some message of supernal potence,To teach me, Holy Father, that ...
PEARL-SLASHED and purple and crimson and fringed with gray mist of the hills, The pennons of morning advance to the ...
It was an' aboot the Lammas time,In sixteen forty-three, sirs,That there fell oot the awfu' fecht'Twixt Macfadden an' Macfee, sirs.Macfadden, ...
ROSY child, with forehead fair, Coral lip, and shining hair, In whose mirthful, clever eyes Such a world of gladness ...
You do not lift your eyes to watchUs pass the conscious door;Your startled ear perceiveth notOur footfall on the floor;No ...
THROUGH the long night of watchfulness and pain, Where shall the worn and wearied spirit rest?Who listens in the ...
"O LIVING image of eternal youth! Wrought with such large simplicity of truth That, now the pattern's made and on ...
If any strive to injure, or defameYour honour, filching from you your good name;Consider, he believes this blame your due,That ...
(Sappho)Never the tramp of foot or horse,Nor lusty cries from ship at sea,Shall I call loveliest on the dark earth-My ...
Give me, O indulgent Fate! Give me yet before I die A sweet, but absolute retreat, 'Mongst paths so lost ...
Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Furnish'd and burnish'd by Aldershot sun, What strenuous singles we played after tea, We ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft and charm so ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
It is a cramped little state with no foreign policy, Save to be thought inoffensive. The grammar of the language ...
Our fathers, brave men were and strong, And whisky was their daily liquor; They used to move the world along ...
Diplomacy is the art of letting someone else get your way. Life is not no much a matter of position ...
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