Anne Boleyn (Eloise Alberta Bibb Poems)
Lost! lost! lost!The famed and gracious Anne is no more,Her sceptre broken, now her power is o'er,Ye judges, who, to-day ...
Lost! lost! lost!The famed and gracious Anne is no more,Her sceptre broken, now her power is o'er,Ye judges, who, to-day ...
GO on, thou great Apostle of the Waters,Fill up the measure of thy useful days;Stem the rough billows that oppose ...
By the Mediterranean shore, In the days of the cohorts and legions,When oodles of rain used to pour O'er the ...
You were always a dreamer, Rose - red Rose,As you swung on your perfumed spray,Swinging, and all the world was ...
(i) i believed in flower-power (the triumph of the meek) the thought that what a wind could bend was not ...
Walking with Christ present, beside him going to Jerusalem when the Messiah came home Into the city of David to ...
The words, to share the good news too often spoke, too easily spoken more difficult to leave the sanctuary to ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
To her derided Home A Weed of Summer came -- She did not know her station low Nor Ignominy's Name ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
Hic. On the grey sand beside the shallow stream Under your old wind-beaten tower, where still A lamp burns on ...
RESPONDEZ! Respondez! (The war is completed-the price is paid-the title is settled beyond recall;) Let every one answer! let those ...
There is much in life that makes me sorry as I journey down life's way. And I seem to see ...
Light love in a mist, by the midsummer moon misguided, Scarce seen in the twilight garden if gloom insist, Seems ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips and hands Our staffs and weapons ...
Reconciled by death's mild hand, that giving Peace gives wisdom, not more strong than mild, Love beholds them, each without ...
Between me and the sunset, like a dome Against the glory of a world on fire, Now burned a sudden ...
Who dwelt in yonder lonely Cot, Why is it thus forsaken? It seems, by all the world forgot, Above its ...
Do you remember, O Delphic Apollo, The sunset hour by the river, when Mickey M'Grew Cried, "There's a ghost," and ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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